To My Daughter On Her Birthday
Today is my daughters birthday.
I can still remember when she was born.
I remember how tiny and floppy she was and how I was so afraid I would break her neck.
I remember reaching into the cradle beside my bed, like one million times a night, to be sure she was still breathing.
I remember how much fun she was to dress up.
I remember she grew up way too fast.
Happy Birthday to my Ballerina ...
Aw, Happy Birthday to her.
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Today's blog is so very sweet. And it is amazing and wonderful--not just the miracle of birth and life, which IS amazing and wonderful, but really when your daughter was born, you were pretty much still a kid yourself. (And it reminded me of how my mom said that my sister, who is 12 years older than I am, kept waking me up because she thought I wasn't breathing!)
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday to the Ballerina!
What a lovely dear tribute!
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