When I looked up from the garden to see all this going down I was shocked to find you standing in for your brothers.
See my sisters and I were not allowed to do things like this. Girls didn't mow the grass. We didn't chop wood or dig in the earth. We just didn't. We weren't allowed. We weren't supposed to want to.
And as I watched you struggle with work and the weight of all that was before I wanted to say one thing to you, my sweet child;
Dear Daughter, You are welcome.
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