I remember when my Darling was born. She was so sweet and tiny. At 6lbs 14ozs, she was smaller than her sister (later to be the smallest of my babies). She prides herself on being the tiniest. Through the years, she was a little, spirited thing. Her grandpa used to call her a "pistol". She was definitely full of spunk.
Not much has changed. At eleven, she is very determined. It warms my heart to see the fire in her. She is not "wishy-washy", but focused and direct. Yet, she has a tenderness that can melt your heart. She has a love for the little ones in her life, always caring for the younger children and making them feel safe and comfortable.
I sometimes wonder how she could get better, but I know she will. This is only the beginning of her life. She has no idea what direction she will go, but I can sense that she is getting ready for the ride.
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Jan. 27, 2008 - Untitled Comment
Renee