Twenty-five years ago today I fell deeply in love and my life has never been the same. From the moment she entered this planet, my beautiful red-haired daughter has been extraordinary. Everyone who has ever met her recognizes that she is special; she has an unending curiosity about life and a limitless well of personal energy.
When she was little she would run off to explore the garden and return with a handful of bugs or plants that she had discovered. She has always had a special relationship with animals, and she had no fear. Holding a snake or petting a killer whale was just as likely as cuddling with a puppy or kitten. The long list of pets she had while growing up sounds more like a zoo than a family household.
She is never satisfied with second place; whether in school or sports she has always given her very best effort, and her best is pretty incredible. I can still remember the late nights she stayed up working on a school project to get it just right, or the early morning swim practices I drove her to, just barely awake myself. She has always been willing to put in the hard work needed for success.
It is hard to describe how proud I am of the beautiful woman she has become. When she puts her mind to it, there is nothing she cannot accomplish. Graduating college, buying a house and soon getting married – its exciting to see all the wonderful things in her life, but she has always been amazing. I know it sounds trite and over-used, but I can’t believe how quickly the years passed. This little girl who used to catch butterflies in the backyard now has a home and a backyard of her own.
My smiling ginger has always owned a big piece of my heart, and she always will.