I have a wild daughter

 I have a wild daughter.

She laughs louder than life, runs faster than my patience can sometimes keep up with, and feels everything with a heart that’s way too big for her tiny body.

She doesn’t tiptoe into rooms. She bursts in like sunlight.
She doesn’t hold back her love. She gives it all away, without hesitation.

And honestly, some days I feel like I’m just trying to keep up.
Trying to meet her in the storm without dimming her light.
Trying to hold space for the fierceness that makes her exactly who she is.

One day, she’s going to move mountains.
But today, I’ll be here. Holding her hand, soaking in her wildness, and reminding myself that she’s not too much.
She is just enough.

Even on the hard days. Especially on the hard days. I wouldn’t trade her for the world.