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Saturday, April 4, 2009

Happy 2nd Birthday, My Love

My Dearest Love,
It has been two years since I first held you in my arms. I stand in amazement at how quickly these two years have passed. When I look back, what is truly amazing is how my life has changed for the better since I first cradled you. You don’t even know it, but you brighten my every day and every thought. You light up my life and light up my world. I am so blessed to be your mother. I can’t even express the love I have for you. Tears are running down my cheeks right now, because the wellspring of love is overflowing.
Your short little life right now has brought me more joy than I ever thought possible. I never want you to ever, ever, ever think that I don’t love you. You are my world. When I got pregnant with you, I was not the person I should have been. Because you have a wonderful and prayerful SuSu and Daddy Pat, who both prayed daily for God to bring me back under his wing, I was able to come back to Jesus. You saved my life. Because of you, I was humbled before God, and He taught me so much through you. He taught me that just because I don’t see Him, that doesn’t mean He’s not there. Sometimes He’s just right behind the shower curtain.
He has taught me how He has unconditional love for me, just as I have for you. He has shown me that He loves me, just like I love you, only more. I want you to always look to Jesus for help, love and support. Know that I am always here, too. I will always love you, forever. You are my life, my love and my daughter. I pray for you daily that you will grow up to be a strong and powerful woman of God. I pray you will continually seek Him first in all that you do.
There is nothing that you could ever do that would make me love you any less. In fact, everything you do makes me love you more. Every day I wake up, I wake up loving you more than I did the day before. I look forward to sharing so many more birthdays with you. I love you, Mommy

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