By Katie Revai LeFevre 
From my own decades-old childhood on, I always knew I wanted to be a mom. In fact, there was nothing I ever wanted more. As I grew into adulthood, that desire only deepened. Countless times over and through many late nights spent longing, I begged and pleaded with God to deliver on the promises I knew He’d set upon my heart.
When I was blessed with you, my precious baby girl, three and a half years ago, my world felt complete. Until I met you, my son, just a short year and a half later. Combined, you two are my world. My everything. My greatest wishes come true. My most utterly endless and relentless prayers, most perfectly answered. And so, my dear daughter and my precious son, these are my prayers for you.
I pray you always possess the vision to see the beauty that lies before you, within you, and around you. May you take each day as the gift that it is, may you know the gift you are, and may you show gratitude for the gifts that are yours.
I pray you love deeply, fight fairly, forgive freely, and give graciously. May you cling to what’s for you, anticipate what awaits you, chase after what calls to you, and let go of what burdens you.
I pray you know your worth in ways others might not be brave enough to vocalize. May you rest in the comfort of knowing you are enough, you were enough, and you’ll always be enough. Always.
I pray your inner voice speaks to you more loudly than the noise of this world, which isn’t always loving. May you find the courage to be a voice for those who have none, may you have the strength to stand up against injustice, and may you hold onto hope that shines far brighter than any darkness.
I pray you have the wisdom to know what truly matters, the discernment to build a life you’re proud of, and the zest to make room for adventures along the way. May you go easy on yourself, may you learn from mistakes as they come, and may you keep on going–no matter how clear or foggy the path ahead is.
I pray you give yourself grace, be mindful of the fact that you’re only human, and allow yourself to be just that–human–in all chapters. May you always honor your innate goodness, your unfaltering worthiness, and an unfailing sense of unconditional softness.
I pray you exude and receive kindness, create deep connections, make beautiful friendships, and maintain a sense of oneness with those around you. May you either pave or stumble upon the pathway for a wholly fulfilling journey–and may you never feel the need to walk that journey alone. You’re never alone.
I pray you live life out loud, choose to dance in the middle, forefront, or sidelines of any crowd, and slow down just long enough to breathe it all in as you see fit. May you take time to rest and recharge as needed, and may you never feel guilty for pausing sporadically before jumping right back in as the life of the party.
My dear daughter and my precious son, I pray your dreams come true . . . all of them. And when they don’t come true right away, I pray you trust it’s never too late to have just a bit more faith. Because, my dear daughter and my precious son, I promise you this: dreams can come true, and they do. You, my dear daughter and my precious son, are living proof.
by Kelli Bachara 
