At the beginning of a good day.

A Letter to My Daughter

At the beginning of a good day.

To my beloved daughter, welcome to this place we call earth. Welcome to the land of a thousand hopes and ten thousand beauties. Welcome to the world of boundless love and overflowing joy. Welcome to this marvelous journey of life.

I offer these words in hope that they will be of value to you as you embark on this journey. I give them as a glimpse into the understanding and wisdom I have gained over my years of living. They serve me well, and I suspect they will do the same for you. They are my gift to you – a gift from the depths of my love.

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dew falls unfairly
abundant on barren soil
sparse on desert plants

Let me be the first to tell you, life is not fair. This great unfairness manifests itself in the foundation of your life. You will experience it every single day. So you will have to live with it.

It is not fair that you are born into a rich and noble heritage. As you walk through this world, you will find that the legacies of your grandfather and great-grandfather are not universal. You are fortunate to have men as these to look up to. They will be your heroes if you let them.

It is not fair that you do not want for the basic necessities of life. You shall receive food in abundance – delicious and full of nutrition. You shall not want for water – pure and drinkable. You shall not fear for being cast out upon the street – without shelter or warmth.

It is not fair that in moments of difficulty, you shall have support. You shall have a network of people who love and care for you – who will provide in your time of need.

It is not fair that you have a passport that allows freedom. You shall be able to travel to nearly any country in the world without difficult applications or unjust imprisonment. You shall have the opportunity to broaden and expand your understanding of the world – to see that people are more alike than different.

It is not fair that you shall have an education that challenges and grows you. You shall have access to the world’s greatest of thinkers and wisest of heroes – all with no more effort than a visit to the library. You shall have mentors and councilors to take you on journeys of learning – far beyond where you could go on your own.

It is not fair that you will be encouraged to thrive. You shall be surrounded by people who want the best for you – beyond what you may even see for yourself.

It is not fair that you live. On your first day, you outlived thousands. By your first month, millions.

You did nothing to deserve or earn these accounts of unfairness. They are gifts. They are gifts that can never be repaid. Treat them as such.

To these blessings there are two appropriate responses.

the grass of the field
sparkles in sweet gratitude
for the morning dew

The first response is gratitude. In all things find gratefulness. Let it overwhelm you. Let it bring you to your knees in tears.

When you wake, be thankful. When you walk, be thankful. When you breath, be thankful. When you eat, be thankful. When you go, be thankful. When you come, be thankful. When you sleep, be thankful.

It is in this posture of gratefulness that you will find many of life’s greatest joys. For to be thankful is to appreciate the present. And though you always carry the past with you, it is only in the present, in this single moment, that you live. It’s all you have right now. Gratitude keeps you grounded in the present.

watered by the dew
the flowers of the field
add beauty to all

The second response is service. I mentioned earlier that the gifts given to you cannot be repaid. That is true. But you can spread them. You can take what you have and turn it into a blessing to others.

Serve by listening. Every person has a story to tell – a story of who they are and a story of who they could yet be. These stories are magnificent. They are beautiful and wondrous. Be silent and hear them.

Serve with extravagance. You will soon discover that there is a minimum amount you can do to help someone – a baseline level of acceptable assistance. Ignore that amount. Shatter expectations.

Serve with your story. The way you see the world is uniquely yours. That means you have understanding that others don’t have. Share that perspective. It’s valuable.

Serve by receiving blessings. As a wise friend once told me, the nicest thing you can give someone is to graciously accept the gift they give you. People love to be a blessing. Give them the opportunity.

And through your service, each blessing you receive will multiply in abundance.

***

there are times the dew
falls trapped on the spider’s web
and not a flower
but it sparkles nonetheless
webs of beauty in the sun

Much of this life before you is what you make of it. You cannot control your circumstances, but you can control how you respond to them.

When the moments of hardship and difficulty come, you may feel that there is no hope. But there is always hope. Even in the face of death itself, there is life. Look for the good in all things.

The world will be beautiful if you let it. If you notice, it will dazzle you. It will leave you breathless and filled with wonder.

Feel the touch of the wind passing over your face. Watch the array of colors and patterns in the morning sky. Hear the sound of the waves rushing in to greet the shoreline. Smell the fragrance of a spring rose. Taste the sweetness of a ripe, juicy mango.

People will be friendly if you let them. If you choose to see the good in them, you will find it. They will respond in kindness.

Cherish the smile of the old man on the street corner when you stop to say hello. Delight in the assistance of the woman who gives you directions in an unfamiliar city. Rest in the encouragement of the friend who comforts you.

You will live if you decide to. If you choose to walk the journey that is before you today, and you will find it a worthwhile one.

Explore the wonders of the world. See people and learn their stories. Thrive in rich and loving communities. Build, grow and cherish relationships. Walk in the company of friends.

You will find love when you look for it. Though you won’t need to look far. For I love you more than you can imagine. I love you beyond what I can imagine. I love you, my daughter.

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PHOTO: At the beginning of a good day. Chicago.

PS: Mom, baby and I are all doing well.

PPS: Thank you for all your kind words and support after my grandfather passed away. It is clear that his legacy lives on in all of you.

8 thoughts on “A Letter to My Daughter”

  1. Happy glowing dawn …. congratulations DADDY and MUMMY!!!

    Overjoyed for mum, dad and babe 🙂

    Stay blessed always. xxx

  2. This letter to Talia was so above and beyond what I expected but then you always surprise me. Lovely and I know she will treasure it forever.
    God bless you all!!

  3. This post is a keeper! This is a post I will pull out often to comfort, to celebrate and to remember what is really important in life. You, Joshua, are the Philosopher King.

    Thank you.

  4. Wow. Beautiful. She is one lucky kiddo – fair or not. This is beautiful Josh! Just amazing. I’m so happy she’s here and so loved. Frances is right, you are the philosopher King!! Thank you for sharing so much of your own feelings about a blessed day.

  5. Hey Daddy Talia,

    Good God has given you a new name through Talia. She is very beautiful and loving. Thou shall a,d are called the blessed.

    She is cute.

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