It wasn’t that long ago that a boy and girl fell in love. It wasn’t that long ago that a baby was lost that would have prevented us from ever knowing you. It wasn’t that long ago that we got a diagnosis that scared us, that answered questions, that had we known all you would be just by the age of 6- we would have prayed for years before knowing you.
Five hasn’t been a cakewalk for anyone. It’s more than typical five-year-old stuff, it’s everything else you’ve been through. It’s shown in adults not understanding- unable to comprehend what you seemingly have floated through. But I live with you, and I know you did not float. I know that you fought, I know that you have cried, I know that you have bled. I know that you have not understood, I know that you have mis-trusted, I know that five wasn’t the year that you expected. It wasn’t the year that we could have ever expected either.
But we are at 6, baby girl. And you are spirited, and you are loud, and you will be heard. And you know that these days are long and they are hard. But somehow you are older and wiser than just 6- and you know the years are far too short.
And old adages like though she be but little, she is fierce ring true for you, there is nothing truer than she is fierce.
You are a fierce fighter and dreamer… most importantly- you are a love with a fire nothing can extinguish.
So here’s to another year full of your ferocity. Full of your spirit and your laughter. Full of all the things they make me rub my temples at the end of the night and full of all the things that fuel my long runs, searching for clarity that I don’t know I can ever achieve again since becoming a mother. Here’s to all the good times and all the hardest times. Here’s to knowing I will always go through them with you.
Happy birthday baby girl!
love,
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