21 Years in the Card Aisle
A few days ago I stood in the card section of the store. Looking at the birthday cards- Happy Birthday 1 Year Old! .. 2 Year Old .. 6 Year Old! .. The numbers went up and up.
With each card that I saw, a picture of you at that age projected in my mind and heart. And with each picture came a happy, light, fluttery smile in my heart as memories played on the movie screen of my mind. Simultaneously I felt a tinge of sadness, knowing I can never go back. To be so excited for you and your future, and at the same time a part of me begging God to freeze in time each moment I’m blessed to spend with you, it is the strangest pull of emotions.
I lived for 27 years without, but when you came along I came to life. You have that effect on people. On the world around you. Your presence breathes life into everything and everyone around you. You light up every room; you light every space and bring light to places nobody even knew existed. Shining light upon existence, it’s like this quiet happiness and laughter and childlike wander that surrounds you, and you deliver it everywhere you go.
You’re magic and I’ve never met anyone like you. I couldn’t be more happy, blessed, and proud than to have you as my daughter. I hope you have the best day.
Happy 21st Birthday to The Baby.
I love you. SO MUCH.
