Dear Little Chyloe,

I see you. I see the way you love so deeply, the way you care so much, the way your presence is softer than some but still so powerful. I want you to know that you are not invisible. Your warm smile, your kind heart, and your loving spirit light up every room—even when you don’t realise it.

I know that being the middle child sometimes made you feel unseen, but trust me, your unforgettable. The time you spent with Mum, those moments of love, laughter, and pure joy—you will hold them forever, and they will shape the woman you become. And those tears you cry? Let them flow. Every single one is a release, a way to cleanse your soul and make space for even more love.

Your love for music, your passion for dancing—never let go of that. It will bring you the kind of joy that reminds you who you are. 

One day, you will look back at the little girl you are now, and you will smile. You will be proud of her. You will thank her for being brave, for loving hard, for staying true to herself.

You are so loved, always.

Your Big Sister, Chyloe ❤️