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"Children are a gift from the Lord; they are a reward from him." Psalm 127:3

God blessed me tremendously when He gave me my children. By far, they are the best life has to offer. I cannot imagine life without them and I hope I never have to.

Yesterday, my daughter turned 9. All I can think is, "where have the years gone?" I remember her as a tiny baby and now...she's growing up before my own eyes. It won't be long before prom, first dates and all that good stuff. For now, I'll enjoy these young years and take them all in as slowly as I can.

This perfect lil angel far exceeds anything I expect from having a child. She's beautiful, smart and so compassionate. Her love for people amazes me. Innocence at it's best. Everyone is her friend. She has a smile that will melt the coldest heart and eyes you could fall into. How did I get so lucky to have someone like her in my life? I never knew I could love so deep. She fills my heart with so much joy, it's overwhelming.


So we had her party at Build-a-Bear at Eastdale Mall. She loved it. This was her choice for birthday venue and it was a wonderful choice. Her special birthday bear was made with all the love in the world. Each child who participated took one of those hearts pictured and put them inside her bear and it seemed only fitting for a child so full of love like herself. She was also given an additional bear autographed by each person who attended.

She had a sad moment at the party and it was a moment that made my heart drop. She began to cry when she realized her dad hadn't arrived yet. To see her broken heart...I've never felt so much anger in my life. In the end, it was sorted out but there is no pain like seeing your child with a broken heart. As parents, we do our best to protect them from all harm but sometimes, it's just not enough. I know that will have to experience disappointment and pain. We all do, but I like to avoid it when at all possible and this was one of those moments it could have been avoided.

She had a wonderful day and that's what mattered most to me. She is my blessing.

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  1. She looks more and more like you every day. Sorry we missed the party -- looks like y'all had a great time.

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