Sweetie,
If I could give it all to you, you know that I would – if I could make it all better, I’d do that, too.
I can’t do either, so I simply do what all mother’s (including you) do –
I love you, I cry for you, I laugh with you, I pray for you, I LOVE you! With all the fierceness that a mother’s heart could bear – I love you.
Daughter of my heart, Daughter of my joy, Daughter of my soul . . .
Happy Birthday, Lessa!