Dear Selah,

It’s midnight, and we both know it’s time to sleep, daughter dear. Before you do, I want you to know that I am with you write here and now. No matter what you think or how you feel.

Pretend no one is going to read this. Then find a “new” story to tell. Perhaps one about how you really are a light in the dark? You show me, I give you the power.

Until the sun rises though, lights off please. I need you well rested, love.


p.s. You? are perfectly in/sane, Sir Einstein. Van Gogh would approve of every damn sentence.



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