Can someone please explain to me how this happened? I used to roll my eyes when, carrying her around as an infant, people would stop to admire her and say, “Enjoy this time. It goes by fast.” At the very beginning, I was only too eager for it to go by fast so I could sleep through the night again. But somewhere along the way, it’s like the speed hit maximum overdrive. Sometimes I’d like to dip her in plaster to keep her the same – just for a little while.
But then, the changes are exciting and beautiful too. She is a reader, a writer, an artist. She loves ballet, basketball and skiing. She is quick to provide comfort and slow to hurt feelings. She has ever-evolving ideas about the world and her place in it. If she has a flair for the melodramatic and is prone to mood swings, she also has infinite reserves of kindness and generosity. She is love itself living inside my house (and my heart). And if I am guilty of sometimes stewing in nostalgia, I am equally eager to embrace and enjoy whatever her continuing metamorphosis will bring this year. Happy Birthday sweetie girl!! You have brought us happiness beyond measure.