Honey, I just want you to know that there is absolutely nothing wrong with you.

You may look different than most of your friends.

Your hair may be large, puffy and kinky.

Your skin may be light as caramel or dark as the midnight sky.

Your hips may curve and sway more than your white school friends.

And that is okay.

You are okay.

I know how it feels to be confused and maybe a bit curious as to why God made you so different.

But remember that He makes no mistakes, my love. You are perfect.

I know how it feels to wish you looked like your friends at school, but know that your dark pigmented skin is magical.

I know how it feels to want to look like the women you see on TV, but know that women like Viola Davis, Lupita Nyongo, Yara Shahidi, Danai Gurira and maybe me, exist.

I know how it feels to wonder why your hair is so big and texturized, but know that your hair is a beautiful, bold crown, full of life and mystery.

I know how it feels to be uncomfortable with the size of your hips, but know that when you get older, your hips will serve you well.

I know how it feels to live in a world that wants some parts of you, but not all of you. But remember that you must stay strong, you must stay kind and you must stay in love with yourself.

I love you darling and you are more than enough.