30 years ago today I gave birth to the most beautiful baby girl I had ever laid eyes on. She was perfect. She looked just like her daddy. She entered the world wide eyed and content. It was love at first sight and I can't remember my life before she came into it. She is the one who made me a mom. She is the one who made 'us' a family.
I don't know how the past 30 years have flown by so quickly. I don't know how she has already gone to preschool, kindergarten, middle school, high school and college. I don't know how she got her drivers license. I don't know how she has already gone to formal dances and had a first date. I don't know how she fell in love and met 'the one.' I don't know how daddy has walked his little girl down the aisle and danced with her at her wedding. I don't know how she has become a mother. Not once, but twice. (I know HOW....so no comments about that,) I don't know how she has packed up and moved to that 'other state' that she lives in. I don't know how she has become such an amazing Senior Pastor's wife. I don't know how she has taken her own baby to preschool already.
I don't know how she can be turning 30 at 8:33 pm tonight when I am still 29. I may be mathematically challenged, but even I know that this just doesn't work.
Happy Birthday to the most beautiful women that I know. I love the woman that you have become. I love laughing with you. I love acting silly with you. I love spending time with you. I love being your mom and I love being your friend.