My first born daughter has turned 23 today.
Wasn't she just entering college, nervous yet giddy with excitement yesterday?
Wasn't she a cheerleader full of high school drama needing my advice yesterday?
Wasn't she full of enthusiasm as she was entering Middle School, which was such a big deal because this was NOT a Catholic school which meant no more uniforms?
Wasn't she that Smiley girl that everyone loved (and she loved each and everyone back) in Catholic Elementary school? Where she and Michelle had silly adventures underneath blanketed forts, and made their edible "creations" and performed at the talent shows, just yesterday?
Wasn't she that precious Pre-schooler that refused to give up her binkie...until she trader it for her Little Minnie Mouse training wheeled bike.. yesterday?
...and wasn't it just yesterday when I gave birth to this precious perfect daughter, that showed me I had so much love to give and to receive?
Today, she lives in a nice condo with two friends (from high school). She is finished with her classes at Ball State. She is about to start her Student Teaching in a busy 1st grade class. She will graduate following this assignment and hopefully be hired in a school she will love. She has a tall handsome boyfriend that makes her smile.
I could not be more proud of the young woman she has become. She is strong, smart, beautiful, kind, creative and loving.
Happy Birthday Emily♥
I love you to the moon and back.
I love her. She is pretty darn awesome.
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