I Cor. 13:4-8 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails
My oldest baby girl who I couldn’t bear to let out of my sight for the first year of her life. The little girl who I have watched transform from a clingy baby to a confident, loving, heart on her sleeve big girl. My perfectionist, overachiever, independant, little mommy, helper. Who’s inner beauty far exceeds her outer beauty.
My sweet little Mary Kathryn. My cuddle bug, determined, big hearted, sharer. Ever loyal to her “sissies”. The one who always gives “the last one” to others. Who wants to be just like her big sister and who’s white blankie makes everything okay. Who I can’t imagine a day without her funny antics and big hugs.
My littlest baby Bella. My “Bella bee”. The pudgiest of my babies, good natured, smile warms my heart, angel baby. Who I still can’t believe she is here. Who is worth every single “fussy time” or wakeful night. My pretty little, beautiful blue eyed, big cheeked baby girl.
Three of the biggest blessings of my life. The reasons that each and every evening when I go to bed I know I have something wonderful to look forward to the next day.