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Thursday, September 19, 2013
Five Minute Friday: She
She has always, in a way, been a part of my life. When I was a little girl, I would pretend, I would play, I would hope, I would dream. I always longed for her.
As I got older, my thoughts for her became stronger, more concrete. She took on a name long before she could be named.
When she did come to be, she became a prayer, "Lord, please let her be healthy, strong, whole, sweet-spirited, happy."
She came into the world ten days "late." She looked like a little chicken with big eyes, and she was mine. She was my dreams come true. She was a fulfillment of a long-lived, strong desire.
She was beautiful. She had hair that looked like it was on fire when she was in the sun. She had the palest, prettiest skin. She had a little up-turned nose and a Mickey Mouse voice.
She was strong. She amazed me over and over again. She is so much more confident than I will ever be. She has a sweet-spirit, but can hold her own. She does not bend to fit in anyone's mold.
She is growing up much too fast, time is now so short. Now I watch her as she becomes the young woman that she will be. I want to jump in and rescue her from life's heartaches, but I must hold back and let her learn and grow on her own. And she is doing such a great job.
I love her so much.
She is my daughter.