Today I was a bit tearful sitting in the lounge with you and Simon. It was exhaustion, frustration, loneliness, feeling sorry for myself, like no one cared about me. Sometimes I just feel so "give-ed" out.
And you chose that moment to come over, pat my leg, and say, "Matter, Mummy?" and give me a cuddle and I love you so much for that. You fill my soul all the way up, and give me more to give when I'm all out.
I'm so, so, so thankful tonight that you're my daughter.
All my love and thanks,
Mummy
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