To My Future Warrior,
I am waiting for you.
I know you’ve already been through countless battles, that you’ve braved countless storms, and journeyed through what may have seemed as endless days of scorching heat and wintry nights.
I weep for your wounds, and grieve for what you’ve lost. If I could heal them all, I would!
Still, I believe that journey was necessary. Your wounds and the things you’ve lost — they were necessary to build you, mold you, and help you empathize… with me.
Because, my dear Warrior, when you find me, I will not be the hapless, helpless Princess of old. When you find me, I would have come from my own battles…
I too, have braved storms, and have journeyed to the depths, through dark tunnels, and through barren heights when the sun was high and unforgiving. I too, have looked at the stars and wondered: Is this all there is?
I too, have been wounded, and have lost.
I, too, am a Warrior.
So fight valiantly, my dear Warrior. Be strong, and do not lose courage, as I do the same.
When we find each other, I promise, with all the strength and courage and hope I could muster, that I will take your hand and make a home with you wherever we journey, to the ends of the earth.
I promise to fight for you, and with you.
Fighting and Waiting,
Your Future Warrior Princess