The horse we own, the husband whose work is with the land and the children who desire to live outside more then in. Yet we remained in our beautiful suburban community, in all 3700 square feet of a house we really didn’t “need”. We have stayed because it is “comfortable”.
Like many, the weeks at home have found us contemplating things that mean the most to us. We began to dream about what life could look like living with those things at our center.
That is how we found ourselves one beautiful Sunday afternoon walking through the doors of a farmhouse for sale.
As we explored the house, the two barns and the 17 acres of farmland, forest and stream, all eight of us felt joy settle deep in the soul.
We offered what we thought was reasonable and now we find ourselves in contract.
There are steps still left in the process, a house to sell in a beautiful suburban community, but we are hopeful in months time we will have a new place to call home.
I don’t know what your cry sounded like at birth or what your favorite baby food was.
I missed first steps, first days of school and five hundred other firsts, but I am grateful that I get to be here today.
Watching you transform into this confident, funny and thoughtful young lady is one of the greatest gifts of my life. I can’t take credit for a single second of who you are becoming, but I get the profound privaledge of watching life unfold for you.
I know sometimes our relationship must feel awkward. I am this woman that walked into your world at 10 and upended life as you knew it.
Thank you for forgiving me for my failings. For understanding when I don’t say the right things or how I sometimes serve raw meat for dinner. Thank you for teaching me that love comes at different times and in many different packages.
I am so happy we get to do life together.
For your thirteenth year I wish for you more late nights laughing with your sisters, more inside jokes and crushes on boys, more stargazing, more growing in grace, more tiaras, more tutus and less worrying about what others may be thinking of you.
I get prouder of you with every passing year.
Happy birthday beautiful girl. I love you more then words can say.
P.S. Can I say I am patting myself on the back with this year’s pick? Couldn’t have said it better myself.
As I sit, caught off guard by the passage of time, I think about the beautiful girl you are becoming.
Day turning into day, finding myself wishing I had hit record on the thoughtful words you fill our hours with. Today you inquired as to when I thought we had become so close? When had you and I developed this bond? I told you of how we were knitted together before God placed you in my belly.
You my darling child are bold. You are strong. You are a leader.
You are persistent and you are just as much grit as you are grace.
I am most excited to see where these next years take you.
I have now doubt you could become a teacher or an astronaut or our President.
Do me a favor will you? Keep talking to me. Keep telling me where you hide the hurts.
I promise to keep loving on you. I’ll make sure to make those silly faces at school drop off and always hold my arms wide open when I pick you up each afternoon.
Don’t stop dancing and dreaming and doing everything that makes you uniquely Ellery Jane.
With the busyness of April and May, the days slipped away and almost a full month later you finally get to read my birthday mushiness. I’m sorry for the lateness kiddo. I promise I will do better next year.
You’re simply the best bonus daughter a step-momma could ask for.
Loving, kind, patient, hardworking, dedicated, funny and pretty darn smart.
Being a part of this loud, opinionated family can certainly challenge one’s patience yet your approach is always level-headed.
The back and forth between homes with it’s changing rules and shifting boundries could be a struggle for anyone and you navigate it all with an unending reserve of grace.
Your ability to embrace my extended family has left me teary eyed.
I am easily filled with hope for our tribe of eight when you are around.
Thank you Sydney Rae for allowing me to play a small role in your life.
I’m always here should you need a Starbucks run or a dance party in the kitchen.
Happiest of birthday’s my love!
This may just be the most perfect birthday song ever. I hope you get what I am saying with this pick.