I know that you are a breath of air passionately constructed into being. But you are not one that will be forgotten and here to last a long time. I know that your mom is young and that your dad is learning as he goes but know all the best parents are. I am not worried at all that you will never feel loved because you just happened to play the lucky numbers on a fortune cookie that you have no idea that exists, let alone that you could read it.
You came 6 weeks early. You gave your mom a run for her money and her body. I want you to know that your mom is a good one. A beautiful human being that has done nothing but found herself, set a place for herself in the world because it is the world, and open to living a million and one lives that could only develop her love for loving. She was and is my very first friend in high school who dreamed and dared to wonder and befriend everyone along the way. I want you to know that you are an experience that came sooner than expected but a life time waiting to unravel.
I hope you know that you are going to have a few moms. Your great grandma and grandma at your side. A handful of aunts waiting to spoil you with kisses and hugs and protective instincts to swear off all the nightmares and girls roaming around breaking hearts. Know that you have a dad that would spend every second to remind you that you are never alone and takes loving care of your mom. Know that you have grandfathers waiting to see you roar and run miles into games and bonding moments.
I know that I am not your blood. I know that you won't see me as often as I would like to. But I want you to know that I have supported your mom and you are piece of her. I support you. Know that I am the phone call to get a fresh perspective and loving arms that are waiting to be consumed by your embrace. I want you to know that I plan at being at every birthday party and stop by for Christmas. Know that every chance I get I want to remind you that family is whoever you make it to be. Family is home and friends and tias and tios and abuelas and abuelos.
Even if for some reason I do not become your godmother I am your dear Titi Glady that would drive hours to hear you laugh and wipe away your tears. I cannot wait to see who you will become, but please take your time. I know we will all span infinities in seconds and never let them go.