Think it's fun that you're guided, and that all is good; that there's time, that life is easy, and that the best has yet to come.
Think that the reasons that elude you will one day catch up, that the lessons that have stumped you will one day bring joy, and that the sorrows that have crippled you will soon give you wings.
Think that you're important, that you cannot fail, and that happiness always returns.
And think that you're beautiful, Freda.
For reals.
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Oh my gawd, if ever in your life for one single millisecond you have had a twinge of a thought that you weren't destined to be the very best father your soul could grow, may it drift away like a dandelion seed on a warm summer breeze.
Cheers to Charley the Dad!
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