I'm not sure how it happens, these ever accelerating trips around the sun.
But here we are, adding one more candle to the birthday spiral today.
Eleven years since you were born into our waiting arms as the sun rose, the fire crackled, and the first snow began to softly fall.
Eleven years of your spirit, your heart, and your smile lighting up our home and our hearts. Eleven years of your determination, wonder, compassion, and joy woven into our days.
How honored and grateful (and oh so lucky!) I am to be the one that you call mama. I can't imagine life without you by my side.
Happy birthday, Lula Blue. You are love, stardust, and magic come to life.
And I love you so.