Today, my youngest daughter's birthday. While thinking about how I can make this day special for her, I sit and wonder just how the years have flown by so quickly. I still remember her first sight, her first smile, her first word, her first step.
I want to tell her lots of things. How proud I am of her. How special she is. How she has blossomed into a beautiful and elegant young woman.
I want to tell her that her journey is still a long ways to go. That the world can sometimes be cruel, but she has a family that loves her, supporting her and always on her side. That she needs to keep her head up and have enough confidence and wisdom to respect the choices she makes. That in this life, there are always choices, and that it is these choices that define us, build our character and make us who we are. I want to tell her that it's alright to make mistakes. That learning lessons from mistakes can make her a better person. And if we live life afraid of being wrong, or making a mistake, we will never grow.
Rhea doesn't know why I see 'me' in her; her action, her choices when it comes to fashions and jewelries, her thinking, stubbornness, strong willed, kindness so similar. But she's different in so many ways too.
She doesn't know that from her I learned about patience and forgiveness, as she stretched my tolerance with the sulky attitude as a teenage girl. I want her to always know that whatever she chose to become, I will always feel proud of her simply because she has the key to my heart forever.
To my lovely daughter Rhea, I just have this to say. You're loved for being you and you're wished a world of happiness today and all year through.
Have a very Happy Birthday on your special day!