When I say that you’re everything, I mean it. But they’re not just empty words; I want you to know what I see when I look at you.
I mean that your beauty is more than what the mirror shows. It’s the beautiful heart and soul that’s on the inside. It’s the caring heart that hates to see others suffer. It’s the heart that’s conflicted because it wants to do more to help. That my darling is where your true beauty shines through. Beautiful outside, yes, but beautiful inside—that’s what makes your outward beauty glow.
I mean that your energy and passion for the things you love give me life. It encourages me to find something I’m passionate about too.
I mean that your intelligence is powerful. Not just in a book-smart kind of way, which you are, but in the way that you can see obstacles and find ways to solve them. Sometimes independently, sometimes asking for help, but you’re smart enough to know the difference.
Everything implies so much, but it’s true.
You’re the freedom found in driving with the windows down and hair blowing all around.
You’re the first step on a new adventure when the anticipation takes your breath away.
You’re the transformation of a butterfly that makes everyone marvel.
Some days you’re the storm crashing on the sea, reshaping a shell’s purpose.
Some days you push me to my limits, other days you remind me of all I can do.
Being with you reminds me that there are no limits in this life; only the ones we put on ourselves. And each day you remind me to push further.
So when the world tells you you’re not enough, as undoubtedly it will try to do, just remember sweet child that you are more than enough, quite simply you are everything.
You’re everything I wish this world could be and so much more.