1) A strong mind. The ability to follow their own path and not follow after others blindly just because it's easier.
2) An open and accepting heart.
3) Knowledge of their heritage, without forcing them into traditions that may not be for them.
4) Family that loves them, and will always be there for them. I don't want them to ever feel abandoned, or alone.
5) My hair, at least if said child is a girl. Yes, it's a pain, but it's unique, and I'm selfish enough that I'd want my child to be instantly recognizable as mine.
6) My books, with the hope that they'd appreciate them.
7) Security. In every sense of the word.
8) Pictures, mementos, diaries, whatever I can leave behind that they won't forget me.
9) Monty, the purple sock monkey I've had since I was little. The poor guy's been sewn up so many times he's more thread than sock, but he was mine and he was special to me.
10) Love of music.
11) Love of words, both written and spoken.
12) Unconditional love. I don't want them to ever doubt that they were loved.
13) A better world than the one I was born into.