A/N: Written for Inukag Week 2016 - Day 1: Growth.


Dear daughter,

When you read this letter, you'll have already left. I'm writing it as I watch you and your father standing outside, trying to catch fireflies beneath a moonless sky. I hope he's not getting too emotional over the wedding… God knows his human nights are already hard enough on him.

Now, Yasuko, I'd like to share a few words of wisdom with you.

Aside from a couple of childhood crushes you had, you never showed romantic interest in anyone. Kei took us completely by surprise when he said you both wanted to marry, but I saw it in your shy smile that you really care about him. That Kei is Miroku and Sango's son could only make me happier for you, and your father will get there!

Sango used to think me a saint for putting up with Inuyasha's running to Kikyo, but nowadays she knows the truth. I wasn't a martyr, Yasuko. I stayed by your father's side because I wanted to, more than anything I'd ever wanted. I couldn't be happy without him anymore, so I decided to make us both happy by staying. I wasn't a betrayed wife, and Inuyasha wasn't my cheating husband! I was a fifteen-year-old girl who refused to abandon her best friend because he came with a past. Would he be the man I love if his past had been different?

So, my most important piece of advice is: keep being his friend. Love is hard, darling, especially when we're immature! You both need to have patience, because you will have to make sacrifices. One must not ask the other to change what they know the other can't. If it is something changeable, life will take care of it—trust me on this. Accept him the way he is.

It's natural to feel powerless sometimes, and to cry, but don't turn yourself into a victim in your own story. Be a heroine, my love.

Fight him, make mistakes, protect him, scream at him, live another day. Hold his hand and walk toward tomorrow, Yasuko. If you get there, you'll see it was all worth it.

I wish you the best of luck.

Your mother,

Kagome

Ps: I know the Slayers' Village is a little far, but don't take too long to visit us! Your poor old man needs his baby girl, after all. Maybe you could come back in spring to see the maple flowers… you always loved them so.