I hope you never have to question whether someone who claims to be your friend is telling the truth or not. But you will. 

I hope you never have to face the reality of being second string to anyone else. But you will. 

I hope you don’t ever get heartbroken by someone who you thought cared about you. But you will. 

I hope you never have to watch others having fun but not thinking to invite you. But you will. 

I hope you never have to question your worth. But you will. 

When all of these things happen to you, because they will, I hope you let the tears fall, but then hold your head up, and move on. 

Because crying isn’t weakness, it’s showing emotion. It’s how you handle yourself in the aftermath that matters. And I hope you have the strength to tell those who hurt you how they made you feel. 

Because you will get hurt. But I hope you will pull yourself back up. 

Love, momma