since you read now, it seems only fitting i write this directly to you.
as your mama it’s difficult to capture the myriad of feelings i have as you turn another year older. on the one hand, i mourn the growing up that we all must do. on the other hand, i am so thankful for exactly where you are and hopeful of what you will be.
this year, i wish you more than happiness. cause sweetheart let me tell you, life is so much more than being happy.
don’t settle for happiness alone.
my wish for you is to see a larger world beyond your immediate environment: a world wracked with pain and full of beauty, a world waiting for you to live life fully.
i hope you look for adventure and new horizons, and i also pray that you see the plight of others and have the courage to engage with and for them. i want you to learn that while i want wonderful things for you, the world is not all about your happiness. we share this planet, and you have gifts to enrich it and so much to receive from it.
ask good questions, and don’t be satisfied with easy answers.
travel. exercise. read. explore. try. fail. try again.
enjoy nature, and love animals. acquire knowledge, but don’t stop there.
seek wisdom. pray for peace, and participate in the making of it, too. find your faith, and speak about your hope.
i wish for you deep friendships, loving relationships, and genuine community.
we need one another.
don’t do this alone.
use more kindness than necessary. discover what makes you come alive, and share that with others. embrace who you are with confidence and honor other people with reverence.
i wish for you more than pursed-lips, hands-on-hips selfies. i wish you more than posted-on-social-media depictions of joy. i wish you purpose, independence,and grace.
i wish that with each passing year, you maintain that youthful energy and whimsical imagination. i wish those beautiful brown eyes that i first fell in love with 7 years ago stay wide open to a world full of possibility and love.
i’m proud of you.
happy birthday baby.
you are golden.