Dearest,
You made it. I am proud of you.
I know becoming a teacher scares you. You have never imagined becoming one. Not in your wildest dreams. But i am here for you, and i love you. You'll gonna be fine if this is what truly God wants you to do. It is going to be okay. I know it feels surreal right now because for a long time you never have had dreams for yourself. You don't know what to do(haha). You just want your mom to be happy. Well now, look around because the ground is fertile. The seed has been planted. My little gardener, you're gonna plow and sweat and work really hard, don't worry you are going to enjoy it. I hope you do. It would all be worth it. Once the seed will grow, your heart will grow also; tenderly, i hope.
Don't be afraid of the future. Be afraid of being careless with the now.
I love you. In this moment i love you.
You are not alone.
I am here for you.
S.
