Thursdays child

You know the poem?

Mondays child is fair of face
Tuesdays child is full of grace
Wednesdays child is full of woe
Thursdays child has far to go....

Fourteen years ago at 5:45 pm Ms. J made her first appearance into the world.

It was a Thursday. She changed my life forever.

Today is a mixture of happiness for her and sadness for me. Today is a day closer to her getting one year older and one year closer to leaving me for adulthood.

I always have J. I know she is always nearby. I know that she is always within reaching distance of a good pinch to the tush. We cry together. We laugh together. I want to hear about her day. I want to get up and say good-morning. She is my favorite person. I know that she was a gift from God and she has given me a purpose in my life. She helps me realize what's important. She is my conscience. There is a stinging truth to her words sometimes. She always calls a spade a spade.

I will never have anymore children. This is a choice I made a long time ago.

Her perfection in my eyes can never be duplicated.

She entered the world with a roar
the small child with wonderment in her eyes.
The old lady's soul and young persons smile.

Happy Birthday J!

You have brought me so much joy. I look at you and see such a beautiful and brilliant girl. You have made me proud to be your Mother.

I love you!