I could write this long post about you, but nothing would be enough to do you justice my love. I cannot explain in words how much I love you. I can't fully explain all of the ways you have made me a better: Person, mother, daughter, and friend. How even on some of my worst days you can make everything troubling fade into background noise. You're laughter, your voice, and yes even that banshee scream of yours can snub everything else out. You, my dear, bring good with you wherever you go. I am grateful, everyday, for the gift God gave me when he chose me to be your mother. Only he knew exactly how much I needed you in my life. To save me, to teach me, and to love me. Even when I fail. When I'm scared. When I'm confused. You constantly bring me back without even knowing it.
You are a free spirit that has taught me to laugh at myself, and be silly. To dance in the middle of grocery aisles, and rain storms. You've taught me to not be afraid of trying something new. To sing songs on every car ride. You've taught me to see the art that lies within everything. To see the beauty in even the most odd of things. You've shown me the necessity of bare feet, wild hair, and long trails. You are forever my wild thing, and I am so thankful for that.
So, here's to seven. Here's to you. Here's to many more adventures that lay ahead. I can only hope that I'm allowed to see it all. To be blessed with a long life in order to be apart of it. Happy Birthday, my little.
Te quiero mucho mija. Con todo mi corazon. Nunca lo olvides mi amor. 💜
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