to my beautiful daughter

From the very first moment I dreamed of you, I knew you were already a deep part of me.

I’ve felt your presence in quiet moments — like a whisper in my soul. I didn’t always know how or when you would come into my life, but I believed with everything in me that you were on your way.

My gift. My angel. My answered prayer.

I may not have carried you in my body, but I have carried you in my heart every single day. I prayed for you. I hoped for you. And when the day comes that you are finally here with me, I will know that every prayer, tear, twist, turn, and waiting moment was worth it — because it brought me to you.

When God decided to write our story together, He wrote it in bold, bright ink — because what we will build together is beautiful — memories, traditions, laughter, late night talks, tears, hugs, dances in the kitchen, and bedtime stories that turn into heart-to-hearts as you grow.

God didn’t make us mother and daughter by chance. I believe that the same hands that painted the stars and set the oceans in motion placed you in my life with divine purpose.

You are fearfully and wonderfully made, created with a strength that can’t be broken and a light that cannot be dimmed. No matter where your journey began, I want you to know it led you straight to where you were always meant to be — home.

You are deeply loved, not just by me, but by the One who created you. His fingerprints are all over your life. And I promise to raise you with that same love — to show you grace, faith, and unconditional support. I’ll hold your hand, walk beside you, and pray for you.

There will never be a day that I’m not proud of you. Not one. I will love you when you are strong and when you’re hurting; when you shine and when you struggle. Nothing will change that. Nothing ever could.

There will be days when life feels confusing or uncertain. On those days, always come back to this truth: 

You are chosen. You are cherished. You are mine.

I promise to be your safe place and your home. I will be the one cheering the loudest at your victories, holding your hand through your fears, and reminding you every single day just how special and precious you are.

You come from strength, and you will be raised with love. I will teach you how to walk in kindness, speak with courage, and love yourself fully. I want you to grow knowing that your story is beautiful — not in spite of how it began, but because of it.

And you are not walking into this life alone.

Alongside me, you have a father who stands tall in strength and grace, whose heart is as soft as his hands are steady. He will guide you, protect you, and remind you of your worth and make sure you never doubt it. You are his joy—his daughter by love, by choice, and by promise. He will always be in your corner. Your Daddy and I will always be here—side by side—cheering you on.

And then, there are your four big brothers-they will be your protectors, your defenders, your biggest fans. Their hearts will grow more because of you. They’re already getting ready to make you laugh, chase away your fears, and guard you like the treasure you are. You will grow up with a family that adores you.

In this family, you are surrounded.

By strength.

By prayer.

By love that does not waver.

We will teach you how to walk with faith, to love yourself fully, to stand tall when life feels heavy. You will grow with grace, with confidence, and with the deep knowing that you are never, ever alone.

Never let anyone tell you that you are less than extraordinary. You are made of stardust and miracles. You are a gift. You are our daughter.

With all my heart,

Mommy