My dear daughter, I’ve watched you blossomed, married, and have children. Throughout those years, the depth of your eyes tell their own story — stories of joy … sadness … pain … love. I remember the moments when I walked similar paths, the ups and downs of yesteryear. But I’m stronger today than yesterday. And so you shall be.
Daughter, I am proud of you and your love for your children. You are a nurturing, giving, selfless mother, quick to forgive and never too busy for hugs. I just want you to know you’re doing a fine job. And I love you.
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