They learned to walk with sand between their toes, and for a time the ocean was their playground. Summertime brings them back to their roots. Sand castles are home.

The waves crash over them and they remain steadfast. Fearless. How have I managed to raise such warriors? How can I cultivate that strength in a world that will undoubtedly try to break them in some way?

“Can you remember who you were before the world told you who you should be?”

I hope they never forget.

You are strong-willed. And clever. And adventurous.

You are kind. Thoughtful. Imaginative.

You are silly and energetic. Brave.

I hope you never fear the waves in your lives. I hope you will always remain who you were before the world told you otherwise.

You will always be the most important part of me.