You came into my life 6 months ago. I introduced myself as your aunt by touching, kissing, and whispering sweet nothings in your tiny ear.
When I hold you, I think about how I never want you to feel alone.
I’ve often felt alone because of something called depression. I’ll tell you what that means when you are older.
I’ll tell you because I want you to see an adult living and loving despite having sad feelings.
As you grow, you’ll have sad feelings too. Everyone does. But if they get so big that you need help, you’ll know your aunt needed help, too.
And the help I’ve gotten from loving doctors, your mom, uncle and nana wasn’t embarrassing or private.
That’s what I want you to know more than anything.
Alright, now let’s get back to rejoicing in your new trick: steps.