Sunshine

Every day when I pick you up

I say “Hey, Sunshine!”

I never meant for it to be your nickname,

but it fits your usually sunny and sweet and very unique personality.

You’re my baby, my youngest, my unexpected twist in the wishing and dreaming and hoping

I went through for years-

and you are amazing.

Your long hair flies behind you as you run,

your rare but true smile shines on me and

makes it all worthwhile.

Your deadpan pronouncements

and dry sense of humor

make me laugh, and cringe (too much like me?)

Your hugs and kisses

and quick declarations, from time to time - “I love you mommy!”

remind me why we went through

all that we went through

and why each day

I wake up

and know that God gave you to me

to be my little impish sunshine

and that His gift to me, in you -

the lessons He has for me, to learn through you -

the love He shows me, in your beautiful brown eyes -

are to be cherished

and held precious

and to last, long after 4 becomes 14 and 24 and 44…

and I am forever indebted to you

for you.

 

Happy Birthday, Little M.  I love you.

~ by Heather on April 29, 2008.