Twenty years ago, at a little after two in the afternoon, I held my princess for the first time. It wasn’t a tiara on her head, but rather one of those little stocking caps they put on all newborns but she was my princess, my little girl.
These twenty years have flown by. I don’t exactly know how that happens. We all live one day after the next, 24 hours followed by 24 more, and yet 7305 days have passed in what seems like a blur since my sweet daughter was born. How did she go from dolls and dress-ups to dances and dates?
The answer is one beautiful step and one glorious day at a time, but with our limited human abilities, we simply can’t remember them all. What is left is a collection of stunning impressions. Sure there are images of tee-ball games where she wore lace anklets with her cleats, dance recitals in beautiful costumes, birthday parties, and holidays. But there are also images of ordinary days, Catholic school uniform clad days, hot summer, sunburned-nose days. There are the occasional days of worry and sadness. There are days of heartbreak and great joy. These are the threads that make up the fabric of 7305 days of memories.
However, while the memories are very dear to me, more precious still is the exquisite young lady she has become. Yes, she is very lovely, but that isn’t what I’m referring to. Her beauty penetrates to her very soul. She is kind, compassionate, warm and genuine; the kind of person who sees the unnoticed and draws them in. She has confidence in her ability and her innate value while still nurturing a deep faith in God that grounds her.
Occasionally I miss the dolls and dress-ups, but not for long because I am so very proud of woman she is becoming. I have referred to her several times in this post and mine–my princess, my little girl, my sweet daughter. This will make her laugh. She is mine (and her father’s 🙂 ) but perhaps most significantly she is her own woman. She will make a mark on this world. She will touch people and change their lives. She already has.
I love you Meghan, with every fiber of my being. Happy Birthday.