MySweetGirls:ATapestryofLoveandLaughter
Inthequietmomentsoftheday,whensunlightspillslikehoneyacrossthefloor,Ifindmyselfmarvelingatthemagicofmysweetgirls.Theyaremyjoy,mychaos,myheartwalkingoutsidemybody—eachwithaspiritasbrightasthestarsandalaughthatcouldmendtheworld.
Onewearshercuriositylikeacrown,foreveraskingquestionsthatunraveltheuniverse.Theotherdancesthroughlifewithafearlessgrace,turningordinarydaysintoadventures.Together,theyareasymphonyofgiggles,whisperedsecrets,andsticky-handedhugs—proofthatloveisnotjustfeltbutlivedineverysharedicecreamconeandbedtimestory.
Theyteachmepatienceintheirstubbornness,courageintheirvulnerability,andtheraw,unfilteredbeautyofbeingunapologeticallythemselves.Intheireyes,Iseefuturesboundlessasthesky,andintheirsmallhands,Iholdthereasonmysoulfeelsfull.
Mysweetgirls—youaremygreatestlesson,mysoftestplacetofall.Nomatterhowtallyougroworhowfaryouwander,knowthis:youarehometome.Always.