I hope you love yourself.
No matter how old. How young.
I hope you look back at the portion of the life you've lived.
No matter how big. How small.
I hope you see every flaw, every heartache, every dream, every fear, every cloud that looked like a something and every person that smiled your way.
I hope you hold it all in a place where it is just yours and that you breathe with it.
In and out.
It all mattered. And everything after it will matter.
Because you have always mattered.
I hope you find things to love in being alive. I hope you find yourself in the things you love. And that you take the good and run with it.
Run wild like you've never run before.
Run to the things that bring you joy and give you love.
I hope you feel the love that is in this Earth more than the hate that permeates it's boundaries.
I hope you claw away from the negativity and you fight for the things you hold dear.
I hope you look at the stars and remember. This moment is small. But there is greatness above that is meant for you.
If you choose to let go of anything, I hope you never let go of love.
