A Letter To You

My sweetest Ivy, 

You were prayed for, thought about and dreamt of before you came to be. The day I found out I was pregnant with you is one of my absolute favorites. A mix of surprise, excitement and fear rushed through me as I stood in our little bathroom, holding a test with two lines. 

I know that I will never be a perfect mom but I hope so much to be what you need. I want to encourage you, walk with you and teach you. I promise to let you grow, trying my best to never dull the brightness God gives you. 

Take in lessons from different people, different cultures. Never stop learning and don't shy away from new experiences. You don't have to fit into a mold. Embrace who you were made to be. Be quirky. Travel. Have fun. Stay up late. Laugh loudly. Eat good food. Dance, a lot. Walk in the rain. Dress boldly. Kiss passionately. Take chances. Never apologize for being yourself.

The world will try to tell you that you aren't enough - pretty enough, rich enough, successful enough, social enough or whatever it may be. Be content with who you are or the pressure to be 'more' will consume you. Comparison is the thief of joy so don't linger on and long for what someone else has. 

The world will also try to tell you that you need to be completed. News flash: no man can ever truly do that, nor should they. Learn to be complete and content with you. Boys will try to talk and flatter their way into your heart but be cautious. Be careful. Be choosy. Be patient. Wait for the man who loves Jesus, pursues you, allows you to fully be yourself and will commit with fierceness to a life of laughter, exploration and growth by your side.

Above all else, I pray that you would grow to love Jesus with all of your heart, soul, mind and strength. Don't seek after the things of the world, but after Him. Nothing will satisfy your heart like His love. 

I wish I could promise that life will be easy. As much as I long to protect you from every hurt, I know that I can't. You will be letdown and heartbroken, lonely and confused. There will be times of mourning, aching and groveling that make you feel like you can't go on. Run to Jesus in your brokenness and sorrow, He is steadfast. He is constant. He loves you so deeply. And so do I.

- Mom