Friday, February 5, 2010

3 for 3

Happy Birthday, my sweet Fruit Salad! I've been trying to find the words that are in my heart. Words that would let you know that you made my world better the day you were born. Thank you for teaching me what it feels like to be a mother. Thank you for your unwavering forgiveness when I fail on this learning curve.
"I love you being nice,
and when you're cranky, too.
I love you without liking
the naughty things you do.

My 'love you' doesn't change
like the temper of the days.
It's a certain kind of thing
in many different ways . . .

I can't imagine life
before you came along . . .
me there singing senseless,
no meaning to my song.

Call it meant to be
or simply blessed fate,
you fill my heart with love . . .
and for that I celebrate."

Marianne Richmond, "I Love You So . . . "

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