Friday, January 27, 2012

Happy BIrthday

Twenty years ago, I lived in a warm climate and a spotless house. I was a size six with 18 pounds of basketball belly when I got up early in the morning, about this time, and drove to the hospital an hour away. Four hours later, Grace was born. Eight pounds, eight ounces.
And, obviously, my life has never been the same -- in a good way. Yes, we've had our mother daughter run-ins and temper tantrums (both of us). But when I went to the hospital, I could never have dreamed that I'd be giving birth to one of my best friends.
Sometimes I think that she relies on me too much, but then I realize that I rely on her too. She's always happy to talk about my day and offer advice on how raise her brothers. We laugh together a lot, and I don't think there's much more I could ask for from her. Someone who loves me, who makes me laugh and who I have watched become a beautiful, confident young woman. And that's only the first 20 years.
Happy Birthday, Grace

6 comments:

(Diane) Bibliophile By the Sea said...

Such a sweet post to your beautiful daughter. Happy Birthday Grace.

judi said...

a HAPPY day to you both!

Noreen and MacKenzie said...

Happy birthday Grace!

Linda said...

As I told you, having met her, she's a very nice young lady. You did a good job.

Vicki said...

Happy Birthday Grace!

Sally Tharpe Rowles said...

Happy Birthday to Grace!

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