Dear Scarlette,
Today you turn two years old. When I asked you how old you are, you put you chin in your hand, wrinkled your nose in thought and then said “Um…A!”
Sure thing, sweet girl.
You are growing up so fast and it’s the most bittersweet thing I’ve ever experienced. There is such joy in seeing you just accomplish every day life because this is what I prayed for, for you to live and to thrive and to grow.
Mostly just for you to live.
But a faded typeset inked on thin gold-rimmed pages reads “I have come so that they may have life and have it abundantly.”
And it is abundant indeed.
From my 1 pound 8 and a half ounce baby to my tentative tottering toddler to my chatterbox two year old, these last two years have been blessedly beautiful.
I am the lucky one.
Love,
Mama
(song: I Get To Be The One by JJ Heller)
