Has it truly been 12 years already? How is that possible? So, on this, the eve of your twelfth birthday I want to tell you how you’ve blessed my life. When I found out I was expecting a baby girl, I had visions of who you would be.
You are so much more.
You’re sweet and kind. You have such a giving spirit. You think of others first and are a true friend. People are better for knowing you. I am a better person by being your Mom.
Em-tos~ I hope you know how wonderful you are. I watch you and you are so like me but you’re so like your Daddy, too. You can be serious and silly, worried and carefree. I want so much for you because you deserve everything and more, my amazing girl.
I love the way you’ve taken to music and art. I love the way you get sucked into books and cry with the characters. I love that you watch Food Network with me and wander through yarn stores, touching the yarn almost as much as I do. I love that you’re my antiquing buddy and bookstore pal.
So as you grow another year older and nearer your teen years, I want you to know that you are my best girl. I love you so much and am so proud of the beautiful young lady you are.
But slow down, sweetie. Stay like this with me a while longer. Don’t grow up too soon.
Loving you always,