April 10, 1976

"Can I kiss her?"

"Of course, that's what she's here for"
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Your cheeks are pillows made especially for my lips. They are bottomless and warm and giving as my mouth and nose sinks softly within your flesh.

My baby girl...brand-new but like a beautiful wilting flower in the summers breeze you are all floppy like a rag doll. What shall I do with you?

I’ll nurture you in the sunshine, nourish you with food, keep you safe and love you for forever.

You’re a "Big girl" now, but sometimes it's hard to look at how you've grown and matured and the fact that you were once attached to me. Each and every day, time steals you away from me but I know that time will never diminish my love for you.

I thought that I had prepared myself for the time when you’d leave but my bravery crumbled, and all my beliefs of cutting the strings and letting go suddenly became tight knots. There is nothing that could have prepared me for the heartbreak.

But now the tight knots have untangled themselves and have become beautiful bows. Please know that if for any reason at all the bows should become loose, I will always be here to tie it pretty again.

You’re my "Queen Bee" buzzing all around with your shiny crown. A multitude of loveliness you leave in your wake as you cast a radiant light for someone to follow.

You are my beautiful flower but no longer wilting, but strong, indomitable and ready to take on whatever you encounter in life.

Always remember that you are loved

Happy Birthday!

Love,
Mommy
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