Thirteen years ago…

Thirteen years ago today, my firstborn’s firstborn arrived…a beautiful baby girl. Early on, they had shared with us that the ultrasound had revealed she was a girl but kept her name a secret for nine long months! When my son called to tell us the happy news, we were beyond excited. After informing us that mom and daughter were both healthy and doing great, as well as the vital statistics, my son then quipped: “Mom, don’t you want to know her name?!” Finally! Of course I did!

As I’ve watched her growing up, I’ve been amazed to see so many of the talents that, apparently, each of us grandparents had passed down to her parents…and to her. This sweet girl loves writing and art – two of my gifts and passions. She is also athletic – that would have come from her parents, her paternal granddad and maybe her maternal grandparents!

She plays the violin beautifully and is in the youth symphony in the city where they live. She loves music and has a lovely voice. She spent almost 7 years of her life living in Peru where her dad was a missionary doctor, and she has been bi-lingual for much of her life. At this point in her life, she wants to be a pediatrician when she grows up – like her dad.

I’m glad they are now back in the states but just wish they didn’t live eleven long hours from me! I would love to see all the milestones for myself!

Happy Birthday, sweet girl! I love you…

The early years…