She looks like you

 She looks like you.

Your smile. Your fire. Your stubborn little spark.
But when you really look at her, you realize she isn’t just a smaller version of you. She is something completely her own.

She is who you wished you could have been at her age.
Braver. Bolder. Softer in the places you had to harden.
She speaks her mind without second-guessing herself.
She takes up space without apologizing.
She dreams out loud and never tries to shrink to make anyone else comfortable.

And watching her grow feels like your younger self finally gets a chance to breathe.
It feels like the girl you used to be is finally seeing what love and safety were supposed to look like.

Because she is living the childhood you needed.
She is proof that the cycle is breaking.
Proof that you did better.
Proof that you became better.

She is fierce.
She is magic.
She is yours.

And she is everything you never knew you were strong enough to bring into this world.

She is your daughter.
And she is already changing the world just by being here. 

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