On this day 30 years ago, you came forth into this world, leaving your twin behind you in your nine month home. Even though I was 8 years behind, I imagine that day to be down right GLORIOUS. That morning, the sun rejoiced to finally kiss your face and the moon that night hummed you sweetly to sleep. The birds sang joyfully to you and your sister, filling your ears with songs you would sing together in the future. Tree branches waved hello to you in the wind even though your eyes could not see their many branches. The stars watched as your first night, one probably very similar to this one, exactly 30 years ago was filled with dreams and tiny snores. Your life has and will always model that amazing day when God finally presented you, His beloved daughter, to His world.I am just so blessed to be able to be a part of it. To share at all in the hallowed journey that your life is taking is an honor and a joy. I hope you see how amazing you are and how loved you are! I hope you understand that you make my world brighter and bigger and more dynamic and more FULL than anyone God has graced my life with. I am the luckiest person in the world to be able to call you my soulmate and my everything.
I love you with all the depth of my heart and all the strength of my soul! Beyond! And I thank God for making you exactly as you are, so perfect and so you.
she knows how klutzy i can be. i also have no body awareness. she knows I’m a “bull in a china shop”, so to speak… but she always serves me everything in a glass. everyone else who knows me so well, knows to serve me things in plastic. they know i break things on accident all the time.
but then i realized… she doesn’t care. she doesn’t care that i might break it… she wants me to have the best, even if i might drop it, or knock it over, or set it down too hard, or end its functioning existence in some terribly accidental way.
is it crazy… how loved this makes me feel?