Dear Leentje,

Others can’t see you sometimes. You feel very unloved and dissapointed when this happens. How sad. This is old pain. You received a lot of love, attention and acceptance during our morningwalks. These memories are yours. Come in my arms. Look at me. I see you. You are loved. You belong. I love you. I am thankful for you. I am very proud of you. I accept you. You are magnificent, important and of value the way you are.

Much love,

Loreen