12… twelve… Wow.
I know I can’t write much today- or I’ll be a soggy pile of tears in a heartbeat! I think every birthday from now on will be like this. Knowing that there are less years of her in my home day in and day out ahead than behind. No more blinking!
My girl, what a year it has been. Yet, through it all Miriam grows in grace and beauty. She really is amazing. She wears her heart on her sleeve, yet she is so strong and brave. Sometimes she teaches me more than I teach her.
Determined, patient, and with a love for knowledge. Whatever there is to learn, she’s right there soaking it all in from latin, to sewing, to wiring electrical systems, and building fences. Even if the project takes all day, she hangs in there seeing whatever she does through to the very end. At 12, I often ask for her help- whether it’s a grammar question that stumps both her younger sister and me, or figuring out how to turn on the lawnmower.
I’m so glad she’s mine!
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