Shes eight. And beautiful. And brave. Girly. Loving, Loving, LOVING. Forgiving unlike anyone I know. Happy. Timid. A small little Miracle.
Shes the prettiest little thing. She inspires me. She is my baby- forever. I look into her innocent eyes and wish so badly that she'd stay young for all eternity. She will grow up one day to be the most beautiful and loving person. She'll have many friends, a wonderful husband and pretty little babies. No one will ever be good enough for her but she'll still find someone pretty darn close. She has the voice of an angel and the heart of sparkling, white gold. Her name will shine brightly one day- I promise. She'll be hurt and broken by someone, like all of us, but she will always be full of HOPE.
To my baby sister- I love you dearly and deeply. You make me want to be better. I will forever be proud of you and grateful beyond belief for your ablility to touch my heart strings. You are the most beautyfilled person. Always, always- Sissy.
