Mrs. Clinton,

I've followed your career since I was 10-11 years old. As a little girl, I watched your campaign in the democratic primaries against Barack Obama. What I saw on the news wasn't a woman who was running for the democratic position of the President, but a girl just like me following her dreams. I didn't understand the topics of the debates or the plans you put out, I saw a woman fighting for what she wanted most.

You came back for the 2016 race, and I still had that little girl inside of me who was beaming with pride because a fellow woman was yet again standing up in a career full of men, fighting to be the President of the United States. Then, it came down to the nitty gritty. I listened to the things Donald Trump said about you and other women, and I watched your reactions. I can't help but think, if I'm so intimidated by Trump, and I'm so offended by the things he's sad, how must you feel? You're constantly compared to this candidate some call admirable, whilst he's putting off so much hate.

Still today, I'm finding the little girl. There is no way to put into words how much respect, gratitude and admiration I have for you. The race for the President is over now, and while America chose you, the system chose Donald. You stood high with pride on the debate stages, no matter how times Donald Trump interrupted you. You stood high with pride during your concession speech after a loss harder than I could imagine, and I couldn't be proud of you. I'm writing this letter to you because I know that you know there are many little girls that have followed your career until this very day. I'm here to tell you, I don't admire you any less than I did when I was 10 years old.

A woman saw you hiking in New York a couple days after the loss. She had her baby and you were walking your dog with your husband. I couldn't help but notice how normal, but sad you looked. You could tell you were happy to be there and happy to be standing with a supporter of your own, but you could tell that this loss has hit you hard. If I know anything about you and your morals, you aren't sad for yourself. You feel as if you've disappointed us, the girls and women that support you and have pushed for your position to hold the title of President, twice. But Secretary Clinton, you haven't.

What I see when I see you is a hard-working, loving, devoted, wife, mother and grandmother. I see someone who truly cares about her supporters and their values along with their needs. I see a woman who cares about America as much as she cares about her family. I see a woman who opened my eyes to politics and social issues, and I'm grateful for that. Hillary, we couldn't have asked you for any more than you did.

With much admiration,

a lifetime supporter.