My first born turns 21 today. My little girl.
I promised you I won't get mushy...I am not sure I could type through the tears... of joy and maybe a little sadness because you are moving on with life, growing as an adult and I still want to think of you as my little girl.
I know..."You will always be my little girl"... somehow it's not quite the same is it? Besides, CD..you were never really good at being a little person. You didn't know how to be a baby, walked at 7 months and ran at 7 months and 1 day. Watching you grow and evolve into an intelligent, free thinking and independent woman has been the most amazing gift I have ever been given.
My best friend, one who has my back even when I say I want to rock a red wedding dress!
I promise to always have a shoulder to cry on, lean on or an ear to bend if you ever need it.
and I will always move over so you can come snuggle in my bed and share pillow talk.
I can't take the pain away of loosing your best friend but I will share that pain and those wonderful memories you created with Ashley.
Your smile lights up the room. You make me laugh harder than anyone ever has.
You are a strong sister, a loyal friend and a generous person. You are the champion for the underdogs and defender of all that is right and good in this world.
Thank you for making me read "Annie Bananie" a million times to you, until it was and is permanantly embedded in my brain.
and that year you wouldn't wear shorts and wanted to wear nothing but cowgurrrl boots.
No matter what, no matter how old you are....
you will always...always be my little girl. For-Ev-Errrr!
Happy Birthday to my little, little. I love you.