My Dear Child,
I heard your cry from the day you were born, even without seeing your tears, I instinctively recognize what you asked for and what you needed. Even before you recognized my face, you already knew my voice very well. You grew so quickly in your first year, and you keep growing and growing more. Little by little your teeth were coming out and until you were about three years old, then we could see them all. Your brain has gradually developed and what I wish most is that you always have a mind willing to honour God. He wants us to continue to learn to accept, help, and love each other. I thank God that you are a gift in our lives. “Children are a gift from the Lord; they are a real blessing.” Psalm 127:3
With Love, Mom/Dad