letters to my daughter

you wrote a poem....three lines stood out to me...

i wonder about my dad

i understand my mother

i say why...

indeed you are your mother's child.  i stood in that hallway as other parents asked me if you wrote that, with tears in my eyes, proud of your eloquence and your courage.  

i wonder about your father too.

and even though i understand myself better than anyone, i too say, rather ask, why.

you will hold on to these sentiments for the rest of your life

but if you're smart, you'll learn how to let them go.