I tried to cram all my feelings about her into her birthday card. I told her how much I love her, how she means the world to me, how much my life has changed because of her, how she has made me a better person, how proud I am of the person she is and the young lady she is becoming.
No card is big enough to hold it all but I think she knows how much she’s loved. And if during those moments when we’re not getting along she forgets a little bit, well, she can re-read the card.
She got a few books for her birthday. I think she was happy about that.
Goodbye, eleven. Hello, twelve!