This Is The Year

Dear Pixie,

9 years ago I held a beautiful, blue-eyed, blonde baby princess in my arms.

I can't believe how you have grown.  It doesn't seem possible that you are now half-way to the age that you will be legally considered an adult.

It warms my heart to see the beautiful young woman you are becoming.  And at the same time it hurts my heart to realize how quickly time is passing.  I'm afraid if I blink I will miss something!

Daddy and I feel so blessed that Heavenly Father trusted us to guide you and raise you during your time on earth.  You have brought so much life into our lives.  Both with your feisty, strong-willed spirit, and with your sweet gestures and desire to please.

I know I can't take any of the credit, but I am so proud of how smart and talented you are.  You are becoming a beautiful artist, writer and musician.  I know this is because of how hard you work at developing these talents.  I'm also proud of how hard you work in school, and I glow when your teachers tell me what a delight it is to have you in their class.

Most of all it brings me so much joy to witness the way you are growing in the gospel.  Your sweet testimony and devotion to doing what is right are both humbling and inspiring.  Never let that fire go out, sweet daughter.

I hope you have the happiest of birthdays today, and know how very much you are loved.

Love,

Mom