This little girl had dreams a plenty.
She was going to be a diplomat;
maybe the next Oprah Winfrey.
But mostly she just wanted to be someone’s Mom.
At 4 she would wander around her house with the couch pillow stuffed up her shirt pretending she was pregnant. She carried her baby doll with her everywhere and dreamed of a day when she would have a herd of kids running through her backyard.
34 years later she finds she never did get to become that diplomat or that talk show host.
But being that mom, well that dream came true.
Three beautiful babies that fill her world with such joy.
And as she turns the page and starts her 38th chapter she feels particularly blessed because those three little girls have given her the courage to be who she is today.
They are the long hoped for goal that yielded so much more than she could have ever imagined.
She knows that but for them she would not be that writer,
So as she watches them make her breakfast and offer their homemade tokens of celebration for her birth, she acknowledges that their births are her greatest present.
Those nearly 11 years as their Momma are truly the reason she can celebrate today.
The happiest of birthday’s occur when you accept the privilege of having lived the last year and acknowledge the opportunity of the new year to come.
Today I am grateful for the life I get to live and excited to watch how the rest of it unfolds.