You. Are. Loved

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This old gal…

Had a best friend growing up…the best of the best…wrote about her in that time capsule…she indeed…was a maid of honor…back…in the 80s…

That cousin of mine…a few years younger…saw her on holidays…summer break…visited her in Missouri…wrote letters…kept in touch…

The bond was special…the bond…was unique…could pick up after months apart…like no time had passed…talked…about…everything…

She knew young me…like no one else knew young me…the deep…the dark…the ugly…crushes…fears…the scary side…of that mother of mine…

But time…has not been kind…to these best friends…been years…like lots and lots of years…the miles many…communication…limited…

And so today…this old gal sends love…out into the universe…hoping that beautiful soul feels it today…on her birthday…and every day after…

And may she know…how special she is…and what a difference she made…in the life…of little me…

You…are…loved…
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And those daughters of mine…agree…