Getting Older
My dear Sophia,
Just like your arrival, your first birthday comes like a joyful shout in the night that wakes me from my dreaming state. “Hooray!” it yells, and laughs so sweet my ears can barely hold the sound. It makes me feel older, just like you, and reminds me to cram as much life as will fit into each passing year—so long for you, so short for me—until they overflow with vision and flight and rage and ache and love.
You are the gorgeous gift of genes and generations. Happy Birthday, baby girl.
Love,
Aunty M.
October 31st, 2007 at 12:44 am
How is she a year already, Meera!? I swear it was just last week, non?
October 31st, 2007 at 1:16 am
i second steph. yikes!
happy happy to sophia!
October 31st, 2007 at 2:46 am
I think she just woke up from her dreaming state in that picture. Look at those eyes! Wahhhh! Like anime :)
Happy Birthday!
October 31st, 2007 at 1:29 pm
I know, it is ridiculous. The letter was almost
“Dear Sophia,
WTF???”
but that seemed inappropriate.
She thanks you all!
November 2nd, 2007 at 11:26 am
Hello love and thank you for the lovely post. I just spent 30mins at the office printing all your previous posts about the two of them :) Going to file it for when Asher learns to read, which at the rate he is refusing to, will be when he is 25. Heh.
WTF is a bit harsh :) But we CANNOT wait for you to come!!! Counting the days…