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Friday, February 7, 2014

A letter to my daughter.



A letter to my daughter…

I’ve seen several people do these letters, and I’ve been meaning to write one to you. Well, today’s the day I finally sat down to do it.

Where do I start…You’re seven. You’re smart. You’re funny, and you keep us laughing. You’re beautiful. You’re silly. You’re always excited about something, and you’re forever telling me, “Today was the best day ever!” and that’s usually followed with, “Well, the real best day was the day I got baptized. That was my favorite day. I wish I could do it over again!” It always makes my heart beam when you say it. You love being a big sister, but you can be a bit bossy at times. You are protective over your brothers, and you completely make the saying “nobody can mess with my brothers but me” true. You help Laden with his homework, and you help him pronounce words he doesn’t know when he’s reading. You are Oliver’s shadow, and you are always reading to him, playing with him, and asking to help me with him.  You have an amazing heart. You are quick to pray for someone or make a card for them if they are sick, sad, or hurt. Your favorite subject in school is art. You love to draw, color, and paint. You love to make people smile. You love to sing, and most of the time you sing the songs you’ve heard in church. You even started singing on stage with the worship team on Wednesdays. That alone makes you braver than me. You face your fears even with you’re scared…most of the time. You’ll climb the ladder with daddy to get on the roof one day, but right now it’s more than ok you want to stay on the ground. You’ve conquered your fear of the high dive, and that again proves you’re braver than me. You are growing so fast, and I love seeing who you’re becoming. You like blue now. It’s your favorite color, and that’s a big deal because it’s been pink since you could talk. You are a fast learner, and that really showed when you took the training wheels off of your bike. You cruise the street with such confidence and an even bigger grin. You are sweet, but you can have a bit of an attitude. You talk ALL of the time, but you get it honestly. When you’re not sure what to say, you fill the silence by telling everyone you love them. You like to tell jokes, but most of the time they are terrible. When we don’t laugh you make the cutest little mad face though. You just started correcting yourself when you ask for pink tails (pig tails), and it makes me a little sad. In short, you are wonderful, and I am so glad you are mine.

My hope for you is that you always see yourself the way I see you…the way God sees you. I pray you never forget that even though I love you more than words can say, God loves you more. I pray that you will always know that you are capable of great things.  God has great plans for you, and I know he will use you in amazing ways. You may only be seven, but it seems like just yesterday we were bringing you home from the hospital. You made me a mom, and being a mom is the best thing I’ve ever done. I love you.



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