To the young women who have utterly changed my life: Tomorrow is the first day of your senior year. I couldn't be more proud of you. Watching you grow has been the privilege of a lifetime. Thank you for saying yes to living life together. For letting me be lame, And even sometimes pretending you dig it. My prayer for you is a year of memories. A year of beautiful becoming. I hope you go to prom and actually have fun. I pray this year is a last chance to be a kid. To laugh and dance and drink way too much Dutch. That you would feel beautiful in your own skin. I hope for God sized dreams. I pray for unscripted love in your lives. Dear Seniors, I love you. I can't wait to see how you change the world.
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