Love Letter to the Reader: #12

When I was a child, I thought of every sunrise as a new beginning. Today, remember that it can be. With every breath of dawn, you can find another chance.

There is so much beauty in the world, and people can be just as kind as they can be cruel. Remember the last time someone held a door from you when your hands were full. Remember the first time you heard reassurance that pain wasn't forever. I remember clearly the first time someone told me it was going to be okay with genuine care in their voice. I was fifteen, crying on a bed in a boarding school. I will never forget how it felt to know someone cared. Reassure someone else today, and know: as long as you are alive, there is hope.

I love you.