My beautiful girl,
We had such a great time at your school's fall festival tonight, so it broke my heart that when we left you were crying because you "aren't a winner." You had won a bunch of games and then lost your streak and became so sad and frustrated. I am proud of you for listing the things that made the night great on the way home, though.
Losing is so necessary. I hope it won't be long before you can see the value in it.
You will always be the must amazing person on the planet to me, sweet girl.