Thursday, November 11, 2010
"Fashion Plates" leading the pink parade of what was to come. I remember how small she was, and how she smelled so yummy. I'd never smelled that smell before. It was natural and pure and whole. A scent I woud look forward to 3 more times. I remember having birthing pains in my body, but being distracted from them because the joy of holding MY daughter and caring for her overwhelmed the pain until it disappeared; a feeling that would soon become familiar as one of the common themes of motherhood. Becoming a mom on November 11, 1998 changed my priorities, my processes, and my person forever. Marky was the pioneer for true love in my life. I had never known love to ache until I became her mom. I never knew the intensity of being connected to someone so deeply until I became Marky's mom. I never knew that love could persevere through enormous trials until I became her mom. I never understood sacrifice and an "I'll do whatever it takes to protect her" attitude until I became her mom. Every opportunity to hold Marky, hug Marky, love Marky, teach Marky, and enjoy Marky over the last 12 years has molded me into the woman that I am. She challenges me and amazes me; she is a daughter of God, a disciple of Jesus, a fabulous daughter, a loyal friend, a fun sister, and a special grand-daughter. I am so proud of the young girl that she is and the future has no limits for this wise and beautiful girl. I love you, Marky-moo.
Posted by Heather Henricks at 9:40 PM