May you walk the world in peace, child.
No matter whose child you are.

Don’t be defined by the stagger in your step
or the stutter in your speech.

There’s no such thing as a misstep when you never walk alone.
No word is idle when your whole life is a prayer.

You are who you were created to be.
A one-of-a-kind gem in a rough-hewn setting.
The only thing left is the polishing.

Let the whole world stand against you, and still,
rest assured.
The path will unfold before you.