Stories of blessings from above, that I could never even imagine.
Monday, August 30, 2010
Today I bequeath to you one little girl in a crisp dress, two twinkling eyes and a happy laugh that ripples all day long and a flash of curly hair that bounces in the sun when she runs. I trust you will treat her well. She's slipping out the backyard of my heart this morning and skipping off down the street to her first day of school and never again will she be completely mine. No longer will she have time to sit on the front porch steps on a summer day and watch an ant scurry across the crack in the side walk. Nor will she have time to pop out of bed with the dawn and kiss the lilac blooms in the morning dew. The books and learning will replace the blocks and dolls. She'll find new heroes. For 5 full years I've been her sage and Santa Claus and pal and playmate and father and friend...But today I'll stand and watch her start out on that long, lonely journey to becoming a woman.