Long before I had children, someone told me that as you get older you remember the years by your children.
I could never understand what that meant.
Today I think I do.
The moment a baby enters your life you're changed-- everything becomes measured by that momentous time.
That child (or those children) become the measuring stick by which all moments, days, seasons, and years are measured.
I cannot believe that 10 years ago today I gave birth to a tiny dark-haired baby girl.
In the blink of an eye, we went from a cold day in Texas with a pink swaddled baby, to celebrating her 10th birthday-breakfast eating one of her favorite foods: bacon.
Time goes so incredibly fast.
Of all the girls in this world, I wouldn't want anyone but you. You are smart, and funny, and compassionate. And you have made the last decade so bright.
I pray that the next decade finds you healthy and happy, and drawing nearer to God.
I have sung these words to you almost as long as you have been alive. I pray that these words will be alive and active in you as you live out the decades to come:
Cling to Jesus, sweet girl...today and everyday!