A decade ago we greeted you with open arms as you wooshed into our world in a yellow house in Baraboo.
So watchful. So aware. So present. You were the most beautiful baby I had every seen, and your eyes spoke of lifetimes of knowing.
That day changed everything.
You've taught me countless lessons these past ten years. Most importantly how to mother. For that I am grateful.
I treasure your humor, your intuition, your clever mind. I love your cuddles, your creativity, and your belief in all things magical. I treasure you for honoring your truths, for your honesty, and for your sensitivity.
Happy birthday Sage. I love you with all of my heart – and then some.
In case you missed it, I shared a more about Sage's birth and babyhood in this post (my most popular post to date). I still can't read it without crying.