None of what happened was your fault.
You were the greatest joy of my life.
From the first moment I held you, I loved you more than I knew it was possible to love another person.
Every future I imagined included you.
If another family has raised you, I hope they loved you with everything they had.
And please never believe that being loved by someone else means you were loved any less by me.
Love does not disappear simply because life changes.
I hope you grew up kind.
I hope you laughed often.
I hope you found people who made you feel safe and a place that felt like home.
And I hope you always knew you deserved to be loved.
Most of all, I hope you never believed you were unwanted.
You were wanted from the very beginning.
If the people who raised you loved you well, hold onto them.
