If you indulge in rock music and passionately detest poetry, I’ll still be proud of you. Although once in a while, I’ll take you to the backyard and teach you how to plant a seed. I want you to appreciate how beautiful it feels to have your hands colored with mud. On days when you feel you do not fit into a type, remember that you were indeed born to be free. So, do not tie your infinite soul to these nasty standards prescribed by the world we live in. Allow yourself to become much more than just a type. If someone makes you feel terrible about the person you have grown up to be, do not make them feel the same. Instead, tell yourself that you weren’t born to be that weak. Some days when life will feel too much and your hands will feel too small, come to your mom and let her bore you with a poem and spoil you with kisses. Or, spend some time with your dad and learn that nothing can ever change the science of this universe and the love that comes from your dad. If you ever feel lost my child, close your eyes and tell yourself the world is exactly what you want it to be. Open your eyes only when you are ready to see what else the world has to offer. And I must tell you that there will be nights too cold but the lap of your family.. it will always be too warm. So, don’t you ever let ego build a wall because all it does in the end is it stops you from receiving a hand. Remember to always keep your arms open to the people who love you because I swear, nothing saves you like a tight tight hug.