Dear Gracie Girl,
Apparently you have started to look like your Mama. I don’t know if that is a good thing or not, but we have been hearing this sentiment from a lot of people lately. I have never doubted for a minute that you are my girl. You are stubborn (like your Mama), a little bit type-A (like your Mama), and the last few nights I have caught you reading under the covers long after the lights were supposed to be out (er…not that your Mama ever did that! Hi, Mom & Dad.)
Last night I was in the backseat next to you and Daddy was DJ-ing during our ride home. He said, “this one is for Mommy,” and it was The Good Life by Kenny Chesney. While we were listening to it, I told you the story of how Daddy had given me that album to listen to, specifically that song, when I was pregnant with you and driving from Michigan to Aunt Meesh’s house, and how I listened to it at least 50 times that trip. When the song got to the line (that always makes me cry!)…
“Cos the one thing stronger than the whiskey: Was the sight of her holdin’ my baby girl.”
I felt your little hand slip into mine and you gave me a little squeeze. With tears streaming down my cheeks and you gently rubbing my hand the exact way I often do, I offered up a prayer of thanks for you. My girl.
Thank you for holding my hand, and my heart, sweet girl.
Love you,
Mommy
What a sweet, sweet post! I predict that your “girl” will read that many times in the future and thank God for the Mommy He gave her!
Oh dear….*sniff*…I am off to google that song….
I needed a good cry today. You always get me with these posts. She does sound sweet just like her mama.
Tears for sure! What a sweet moment…
Aww…that is so sweet. And she does look a lot like you!