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For as long as I can remember you have always been quick with a smile and kindness. My favorite recent memory was a moment of unabashed silliness in full public display. You silently dared your father and I not to laugh as you mimed a personality uninhibited by the company of strangers. We laughed earnestly and you leaned into the sound as if you might get lost in your contentment. It was pure joy made indulgent for the generosity of your offering.

Yesterday, knowing you carried that eagerness to share with someone new I understood the vastness of your discouragement when you didn’t find the same easy smile among strangers. It will come. Maybe not as soon as you would like, perhaps not as easily as you imagined. None of this is a reflection of your worth any more than it is a predictor of what’s to be.

Continue to offer smiles without expectation, to walk in your own certainty and trust in the goodness we cannot always see.

Love, Mom

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