My dearest daughter,
Since before you were born, I have spent a lot of time thinking about your identity. I wonder about who you will see when you look in the mirror.
I’ve never really worried about your self-esteem and appearance because you are just so stinkin’ adorable. And pretty much you already know it. Even when I tell you that you have “crazy hair,” you look at me and say, “No, mom. I have boo-ful hair.”
But I see so much more than wild tresses and over-enthusiastic smiles when I look at you. And my prayer for you is that you, too, will see more of who God has created you to be when you look in the mirror.
First and foremost, I do hope you to rest in the assurance that you are a daughter of the King in God’s story. I want you to know you are deeply loved and cherished and forgiven and redeemed.
I hope you also never doubt that you are loved on this earth. By your papa, by me, by grandparents and abuelos, aunts, uncles, tios and tias. By your brother and even the doggie whom you overwhelm with affection on a regular basis.
My hope when you look in the mirror is that you see a bicultural, global woman. Whether you choose to identify as 2nd generation Guatemalan-American or American with Guatemalan history or biracial white and Latino or any other language that articulates your ethnicity, I hope you are confident in that identity.
I know right now you’re angry about bilingualism. You tell me in no uncertain terms that “I only speak ONE language and that’s ENGLISH!” Then you hold up your finger for emphasis and add, “UNO!”
But one day, when you look in the mirror, I deeply hope you will be proud of your skills. Of your ability to be fluid among different cultures. Of your gift to communicate across languages.
I also hope when you look in the mirror, you will experience confidence as a woman. That all the effort your papa and I make to affirm your creativity, your problem-solving skills, your stick-to-it-iveness will stick to you. That you will know beyond a shadow of a doubt that you are more than your looks. That you will inspired to follow your dreams.
This, my daughter, is what I hope you see when you look in the mirror.