No longer in your teens, when I look at you, I still see a glimpse of that baby girl I once rocked to sleep in my arms.

How can I tell you in just words how proud I am of the young woman you have become? How can I tell you what a privilege it has been to train you and teach you all these years, and how much you’ve taught me too?

You are a blessing to me, my dear young woman.

I look forward to what the future holds for you. I pray over the days that will come knowing that though I love you so much, you are in your Father’s hands, and he loves you so much more.

I pray for a year of joy and love, memories and direction for you.

May the Lord shower you with His blessings this year.

Momma