The very first letter I wrote for you

This is a letter I wrote before Micaela was born. Reading this again has made me remeber how lucky I felt and how lucky I am to be my little girl´s mom... 

Dear Micaela,

This is a special week for you —you started dreaming. As you get older, those dreams will become amazing and fantastic and beautiful. And sometimes, a little scary.

But for now, I imagine that your dreams are about simple things. Warmth and shades of color. The rhythms of my heart or maybe even daddy’s voice calling your name from some place completely unimaginable.

You don’t yet have any stories of your own to dream. Those will come later. So for now, I will tell you one of mine. This one is about how I met your daddy.

We were both living in Peru (although your daddy had just come from living for about 3 years in Argentina). A very nice place, that is sometimes very confused by its own self. It is electrical and tranquil. Centered and riddled. Not very modern and very traditional. It is the same place that your grandparents, uncles and aunts (except for uncle Nicholas) were born. And a place that I will always consider as a very important part of us as a family.

Your aunt Laura, your daddy´s sister, lives here as well, and we are good friends from high school. Your aunt and I liked to go out to clubs and bars until sometimes very late at night. Sometimes we would even see the first rays of the morning light before going to bed.

One day your aunt told me to take her to your daddy´s birthday party at the beach. At first I didn´t want to go but she convinced me to do it. We went and that is where I saw your daddy for the first time. After that party we started going out with our friends but somehow always found ourselves chatting apart from the crowd. We could spend the entire night talking to and talking...

Over the next several weeks, your daddy and I saw each other several times around the city. At the movies, clubs, and restaurants. But it was not until August 8, at a concert, that we told each other that we were in love.

That was almost two years ago today, and I have been very happy ever since!

I hope that you like our little story as much as we do. Sweet dreams, little one. We think about you all the time.

And always remember that we will love you always and forever.