This is totally stupid. I am back at work after my second maternity leave and missing my daughters like crazy today. I love my job and we need me at work financially, so it's not that I don't want to be at work. But my mind was drifting and I wrote this and I felt the need to post it somewhere. <br><br>I don't expect any responses! It just feels like I got something off my chest.<br><br>For my daughters<br><br>Here is a list of the things I will do for you.<br><br>I will let you wake before the break of dawn, simply for a cuddle. And I will be bleary-eyed and exhausted, and sometimes I might even swear a bit inside my head, but still I will cuddle you with every piece of me and I will treasure every moment of every cuddle because I know how fast these moments will slip from our grasp, and how precious is the gift of your love.<br><br>I will climb trees, swim rivers, build a rocket and fly you to the moon. I will conquer my fears for you, because I do not want you to be afraid. I will show you your own amazing strength, try with every kiss and every wiped tear to let you see that you will never be defeated because you are, to me, spectacular. We will hunt bears in the deepest caves, charge lions in the jungle. There is nothing and nowhere that is not for you: your imagination is your power.<br><br>I will race you to your bed each night because you want me to, even though you will never let me win. As is your wont, I will pretend to sit on you and to be shocked that you are, in fact, not a cushion but a ‘human bean’. I will pretend I can’t stop kissing you when I say goodbye, that some strange gravity sticks my lips to your laughing cheeks. I will let your high fives knock me down. Because you knock me down. Because you have a special kind of nonsense, and your nonsense is, to me, the stuff of joy.<br><br>I will trust in you when you do wrong and when you are wronged, when you are angry and when you are sad. I know the soul of you, and it is more than the sum of your actions or your experiences. I know the soul of you. I saw it the second I held you in my arms. In your darkest hours, I will trust in you, and I will not let you forget it. I know the soul of you, and it is good.<br><br>I will give you every song I know, every picture I have seen, every word I have read. And it will not be enough, because you will make your own music, and speak your own words. I will do my best to listen, my darling, even at the finish of a long and difficult day, and especially on the days I have not been there to see it for myself. I will listen to you. I will love you. You are the image of my love.