Thursday, January 27, 2011
they say it's your birthday
Well I tell them to just hush. That it can't be seven years already.
But then I see you, making eggs for our breakfast, reading the card I made for you, trying to navigate the emotions that come with growing, and I know-
that it is so.
You are seven. You are tall
Oh so smart. I can't get over you.
Today as we heap presents upon you, know that it is a meager attempt to show you what a gift you are to us.
It is my joy to share this journey of growth with you. Since the day you were born, we have been discovering this world together. I am blessed to have a fellow sojourner such as you.
Happy birthday my girl.