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But then, after the storm passes, she whispers, "I love you even when you’re grumpy."

But right now? Right now, I am her whole world. And she is mine. mom little girl

You are her first love, her first hero, and her first understanding of what a strong woman looks like. But then, after the storm passes, she whispers,

Because this is the short season. The golden one. The one where "mom" and "little girl" are still one heartbeat. You are her first love, her first hero,

To the world, she is just a little girl. But to me, she is the person who made me a mother.

Make it count. Even—especially—on the hard days.

But she is also her own person. Fierce where I was shy. Loud where I learned to be quiet. Watching her navigate the world is like reading a beautiful book where I already know the beginning but am desperate to see how her unique chapter unfolds.