MIKROKOSMOS

 Hey little me, I remember being Ten very well. You've just started vocal lessons, you're learning to be a leader, have you figured out that math isn't that hard yet? Your teachers have high hopes on you, little one. So ambitious, responds well to her peers, GREAT at teamwork, enjoys singing and dancing, could reach much better heights if she paid more attention in class.. you've heard it all. You're going to get better at all that. You're going to be an excellent leader, make people proud of you. You're going to be your dad's biggest pride and mom's greatest joy. You're going to have it all.  But one thing you're not yet prepared for is the aftermath. There's going to be a time where you don't want to sing or dance anymore. People are going to put so much expectations on you that you will crumble under the pressure. You're going to get tired of being a social butterfly, but people won't understand that you now enjoy your own ...

  I hope you wake up with a big smile on your face, like mine, whenever I think of you.   I hope your morning shower reminds you of dancing in warm summer rain .   I hope the smell of your first coffee makes you close your eyes for a moment, and inhale deeply.   I hope you look into the mirror and see just how wonderful you are.   I hope you give yourself many, many hugs, before leaving home, n ot because you have already achieved something big today, but simply because you love yourself as much as I love you.   I hope you choose the outfit that makes you feel most comfortable and gorgeous, rather than the one you think would be the most suitable.   I hope the sun warms your precious face, as you walk to work .    I hope you feel fulfilled by the work you're doing every day.    I hope your lunch tastes as good as all the food you cook for your family.   I hope you take little breaks thr...