China is 12 hours ahead of us. I am sure that while we slept, a woman exactly half way across this great big world remembered a little girl today. A little girl she gave birth to and had to let go. I shudder at the thought of her pain. I would love to tell her that her daughter, my daughter, is being celebrated today in the biggest of ways. She will have cake and balloons and presents, and a big family who loves her.
So for her other mother, please know that the little girl you left in such a safe spot, was found quickly, and is a happy little girl. She has a big brother and sister who race home every day from school to see their boo boo. She dances to the sound of my mixer. She kisses our dog. She claps for nearly anything. She's got a funky little laugh and loves to blow raspberries. She does not like oranges or peaches or the feel of grass under her feet. And she is beautiful. I will never know how much of her personality is a product of you or our loving home. But her beauty is all your doing.
So Cici, today you turn 1. We are so lucky to be able to celebrate this day with you. You are the gift of a lifetime.
Lets go finish that cake....
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beautiful
"And she is beautiful. I will never know how much of her personality is a product of you or our loving home. But her beauty is all your doing." brought tears to my eyes. Beautiful.
Happy 1st Birthday CiCi ! Fairy Tales do come true......
Goosebumps. Beautiful. Your words and your daughter.
Okay, I read it twice, and teared up both times. That you remember and treasure Cici's birth mother speaks volumes of really wonderful things about you. Simply beautiful.
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