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If I could write to anyone, it would be my late grandmother, Mama Theresa. I’d thank her for wrapping me in her shawl on rainy days, for saying, “Failure only happens when you stop trying,” and for teaching me to nurture dreams like seeds. I’d tell her her stories still inspire me to write, even when doubted. I’d ask how to keep kindness alive in this cruel world, and how she found joy in hardship. I’d write to feel her warmth, seek her wisdom, and remind her: her seed of love still grows through me.