The Littlest Sister

Graduating my fourth daughter...

She came into this world "sunny-side-up"...looking everywhere...eyes wide open. She grew a sweet voice, adopted two dear bear friends who went everywhere with her and somehow managed to learn how to get by without her thumb. She grew, and she made friends, and she went to school. And she grew more. She loved her sisters bigger than the moon and she still does, and they all return the favor. She learned that life is fun and sometimes it's gut wrenching hard. So hard she learned to cry with us, which is something not all of us can share with each other. She has become honest, ruthlessly honest, but kind as well. She talks and listens and is interested. Her heart is strong but she knows to guard it because we do live in a world that doesn't always care for each others souls. She trusts and believes in good things. She is simply utterly creative in all sorts of ways...and her music choices are awesome...all the way from Cash to Blue October. She has friends who are some of the greatest people I have ever met and I hope they figure out how to stay in touch. She has learned to forgive and to respect others...to laugh when things are funny and sometimes not so funny. She knows she can't control everything but that she has choices and some real individual power to decide other things. She drives like a "grandma" and that gives me comfort. I have been blessed by her and hope her life deepens within the relationships she develops, with the experiences she makes and the many things she decides to do. I love that girl.