I love to see you grow: physically, mentally, spiritually; but at the same time I wish I could keep you young forever. This is a mother's struggle, I've found. I admit that I still think of you as my snuggly blond baby even as I can't wait to see how tall God has planned for you to be.
I know this year holds many things in store for you. I hope that you are looking forward to learning and growing. You are one of my favorite people! I love your thoughtful considerate spirit, your tender loving hugs, your interest in learning and your joyful smiles.
The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make His face shine on you and be gracious to you; the Lord lift His countenance on you and give you peace.
You are loved!