I hope you embrace being a girl. High heels, hair and make-up can be annoying but femininity is something to celebrate.
I hope you find your passion. Your dad and I knew long before college which career paths we would take. We were fortunate to achieve our goals and to find fulfillment along the way.
I hope you stay close to your brother. Sure you fight like dogs a lot, but since his arrival in our house you have been his greatest cheerleader and protector.
I hope, if you choose to marry, you find a man who makes you a better person. Your father has done that for me. He is my best friend. I can trust him and laugh with him–two things that make a marriage stronger.
I hope you call me. Cell phones may be obsolete when you move out, but pick a form of communication and touch base. I will always support your independence as long as you remember who gave you your wings.
I hope when the world lets you down, and it will, you turn to God. It took me until I was 28 to realize how much I can lean on him. A relationship with Christ means never being alone.
Posted under Baby Thomas: Month 51
This post was written by Tara on September 28, 2012