By Reyna Beckler
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February 20, 2024
As I gaze upon a photograph of my 5-year-old self, I'm struck by the image of a little girl radiating a pure, unburdened joy. Her smile, wide and carefree, speaks of a time when the world was simple, kind, and full of wonder. She stands there, a symbol of innocence, unaware of the complexities and darkness that life can hold. Through my older eyes, this image evokes a profound emotional response—a mixture of tenderness and sorrow for the innocence that was gradually dimmed by the years. This sense of loss is palpable, stirring a deep desire within me to reach back through time. I long to embrace her, to offer the comfort and assurance she will need as she navigates the challenges ahead. I yearn to tell her not to fear the shadows, to remind her of the love that surrounds her, and to encourage her strength and resilience. I want her to know she is perfect in her being, deserving of every opportunity, every joy, and every bit of kindness the world has to offer. Above all, I wish to instill in her the courage to stand tall, to hold fast to her worth, and to assert her right to respect and happiness.