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1. Before we met

We are so excited.  We just want to love you so much that it keeps you warm when you are cold.  We want to love you so much that it fills your pores and keeps the heat inside.

We want the memory of our love to power you and make you sure of yourself.

When people ask who you are we want you to say it with confidence and pride.  Looking into another person's eyes, unafraid.   Centered and ready.  Who are you, they'll ask...

I'm Soleia Kwynn Devonish. 

You are Soleia Kwynn Devonish.  The sun shines for you.  Never forget this, my darling.  My love.  Never forget that you have in you a strength that others hope for, dream of, envy and often lack.  Because you are so strong, you can always afford to be kind, even when other people don't deserve kindness.  Even when they don't deserve it, you'll still have it to give.

Share that strength with your world.  Shine your light and show others the way.

I hope that I am a worthy teacher to you.  I hope you enjoy these stories of times before you could remember.

I love you, sunshine.  You are as you will always be - my hero. 

Your father,
Kamil

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