Today my youngest child turns 28. We took this picture for a couples baby shower invitation (it was a field day theme, hence the football). At the time I remember thinking how beautiful she is pregnant. She does it with a grace and ease that I know I never accomplished. Now, a couple of weeks from her due date, she is even lovelier.
I confess that being her mother has had it's challenging moments, but as I look back, each of those small struggles served us both well. She learned about boundaries and life and I learned to open my mind and heart to another way of thinking. Each time she took a path that I would not have been my own, she did so in the best way possible, becoming the best "self" she could be. My life has been made better, stronger, more complete in so many ways I can't count them.
And as the years change, so does our relationship. While I will be her mother until my last breath, now I am able to be her friend and confidant. We share life now, with all it's little bumps and glories, as women together with love and support. It's a pretty fantastic thing.
Happy birthday, Kysa Linnea. On the day you were born I held you close and whispered that you were a gift I was giving to the world. Your perfect little light was going to make the world a better place. I had no idea how right I was. Love you more than you can know. ♥