Saturday, June 11, 2022

Fifteen

Molly Frances, you are so much more than what I’d dreamed you would be. 

Over fifteen years ago, when I was first told I was having a girl, I was elated.  I imagined what you’d be like and all we’d do together.  I envisioned ruffles and curls, dance recitals and make-overs.

Little did I know that you would be nothing like what I’d imagined.  Little did I know that you would be even better.  Much much better.


You are kind. So so kind.  You always see the good in people and you’re the biggest cheerleader of the ones that don’t get a lot of attention.  You have lived through so many heartaches – both with boys and friends, and yet your heart hasn’t hardened.  You still love deeply and fiercely.  You always forgive.  It’s your kindness that people are drawn to – your ability to make people feel good about themselves is your magical power. 

You are brave.  You stand up for yourself, when most girls your age tend to give up in order to “fit in”.  You’ve proven this over and over in your relationships with boys, you only accept being treated like you deserve, and when they don’t, you are confident enough to say something.  Your courage has led you to be uniquely you – to watch cartoons when you want to, to wear crazy costumes to school, to not trying to be anything other than yourself. 

You are funny.  Like really really funny.  You might very well be the funniest person I know. You have this eclectic sense of humor and I never really know what you’re going to say next.  Seriously.  The things that come out of your mouth are a constant source of entertainment here at home. Your exuberance is contagious.  You are loud and silly and loving.  You give the best hugs. You still call us “mama and daddy” and you graciously allow me to still tuck you into bed every night. 

You are beautiful. And you know it.  You aren’t afraid to tell me every so often; “Mama, I’m so pretty.” Your eyes are gorgeous, your hair is amazing and your smile truly lights up a room.  But you’re not just pretty on the outside… there’s a regal type of beauty that shines within you.  That beauty inside is what so many people are drawn to. 


Here you are, fifteen years old and you are truly one-of-a-kind.

So thank you for not being the girl that I dreamed of having.  Thank you for being you, and showing me that you could be so much more and so much better than I ever imagined.  You are my greatest treasure and I’m incredibly proud to be your mom.

Happy Birthday my darling girl.