Kind Fierce Brave Spirit

Today you turn 11 years old. Too often I’ve sat and thought about the most poignant of words to share with you, to have you understand the depth of my love for you. It is in those moments that I come to understand the phrase, “there are no words.”
Looking at you grow into a young women has me speechless far too often. When I see your smile, wrapped in the braces that will take away the final remnants of awkward youth, it warms my entire body. When I hear you speak of mature subjects I’m quickly reminded that flaws in your speech are forever gone. And though it sounds as if I’m mourning the loss of your childhood, the truth is, I’m vibrating with anticipation of what you will accomplish in your teenage years.
Please know that I do not hold any expectations of who or what you will become. I want you to be happy, for you, and enjoy your life to the fullest. I find it exciting that you get to define yourself. You get to explore what makes you tick. Truly, my only request is that you stay true to yourself. Do not let your life be dictated by anyone but yourself.
Of course I’m not foolish enough to believe that you and I won’t have our trying moments, but as promised, those moments will be met with chocolate chip cookies and rootbeer floats. Remember Bianca, I have an unconditional love for you. No matter the circumstance you may find yourself in, I will ALWAYS be by your side, loving you!

Credits:
Stolen Moments: Blush
Heather Joyce: The Silver Reed