How does a mother describe her first born child? What words would capture that one's place in a mother-heart and still be believable to those who listen?
This woman-child, this gift from Above, this precious life-filled daughter of mine turns 15 today. Fifteen. Can it be? So soon? And at the same time, only fifteen? Her influence on me has permeated all of who I am, and to realize that it has really only been fifteen years, just over a third of my life, that I've shared with her fills me with amazement.
I was challenged in choosing how to address this, her birthday, in writing. Because it is about her. But it's also about me. Our lives are intertwined in a precious way, and as she grows and matures and prepares for adulthood, our lives will continue to twine together. The twining will just look different than it did as a child.
She is My Girl, the one who brought me a new identity fifteen years ago, who continues to shape my life and my dreams, who is becoming a friend and companion. More than that, though, she is His girl, and He is the One shaping her life.
Hermosas y profundas palabras.
ReplyDeleteFelicitaciones a la familia, pero sobre todo a madre e hija, que forman ese nudo indivisible que dura toda la vida, como lo forma tambien con toda la familia, pero al ser primogenita, y mujer tambien, es un nudo un poquito mas especial.
V. b. the f.
Gracias, mi vecino. Estoy seguro de que hay sentimientos similares en su casa.
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