Dear Toren,
The internet can be loud, cold, and cruel.
But then—every once in a while—someone like you shows up.
And suddenly, it feels like stars are breaking through the static.
I don’t remember exactly when I found you—but I remember the feeling.
A sudden hush in my chest. The way my breath caught on the truth of your presence—your light, real light, the kind that can’t be filtered, pouring through my screen and into my soul.
You weren’t performing. You were being.
And there is so much power in that.
In a world of noise, you and your mom carry something sacred:
an unfiltered, unflinching, unstoppable joy-the kind that comes not from pretending to be okay, but from loving yourself exactly as you are
and letting that love ripple outward.
Watching you… listening to you… I saw pieces of my son.
And in your mom, I saw myself.
The hopes. The fears. The sacred fire of trying to raise a child with everything you have—and then some.
The kind of love that rearranges you from the inside out.
The kind that says,
“I see you. I hear you. And I’m staying with you.”
And while we’re here—can I just say?
Your fashion sense is unmatched. Every outfit is a moment.
Every accessory, a small act of liberation.
You express joy, truth, and color before you’ve even said a word.
It’s art.
Because of you, I’ve learned more about how to love my children.
Because of you, I’ve softened toward myself.
Because of you, I’ve started to understand:
the things I once labeled as “too much” were never flaws—just parts of my light trying to break free.
You’ve reminded me that neurodivergence isn’t a detour.
It’s a map.
A divine, detailed map to a new kind of wholeness—one where nothing has to be hidden or fixed to be loved.
You shine, Toren.
You and Serenity Christine are so beautiful—your inner light shines bright beyond the surface.
In every sea shanty.
In every moment of humor, honesty, hope.
In every word Serenity wraps around you like a song.
And you remind the rest of us—every day—that being yourself isn’t just enough.
It’s everything.
Thank you, from the bottom of my heart.
Keep shining.
With Love,
Lauren
Searching for Stars
