Try to think ahead, say 25 years from now. Your child has grown up and is living on her own. It's a rainy, lonely Saturday for her and, to get a moral lift, she's rummaging through a chest of drawers looking for her beloved "treasure box."
Wouldn't you be happy to know that inside this box are the little notes, now yellowing, that you once wrote to her when she was a little girl, in which you said all the things that were in your heart for your child? As a child, she thought enough of these notes to save them because they were the dearest things in her life and now, 25 years later, she wants to look at them to remember how loved she was ♀️
