Her

Here’s to all the lovelies out there, just to remind you all that you matter, you’re important, you’re beautiful, you’re all worth, and you’re doing amazing by just existing.

I hope you fall in love with being alive, I hope you pick flowers and read books and understand that life is so much more than a snapchat from a boy you won’t remember in a couple of years. I hope you feel pursued. I hope you have the best of friends, and I even hope you get in trouble together. I hope you make fun memories and take too many pictures and scream at the top of your lungs on roller coaster. I hope you swim in the depths of the oceans, and feel the dirt underneath your fingernails when you climb mountains. I hope you know the joys of genuine laughter, and I hope you know the difference between wisdom and test scores. I hope you understand that you can be anything you want to be, but you have to work hard to get it. I hope you do more than sit around and complain about the things that could change – because I hope you are the change. I hope you journal and write every thought down. I hope you learn how to skate, and eat your fruits and vegetables. I hope you treat your body well, and respect your reputation, but I also hope you have fun.

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  Show up, Glow up!

In fact, I hope you have unapologetic fun,

and perhaps

what made you beautiful 

was not your appearance 

or what you achieved, 

but in your love 

and in your courage, 

and your audacity 

to believe 

no matter

the darkness

around you

light ran wild

within you

and that was the way

you came alive

and it showed up

everything.

You’re the type of woman, who needs alone time. You feel deep, you think even deeper, your alone time allows you to figure out your mood, where your energy is, how to take each step in life.

Because my love,

I hope you fall in love with being alive.

Signing off, your lovingly,

Rashmi Manjunath ❤