Thursday, November 01, 2007

All Grown Up

 


She's married now, has a responsible job teaching English to high schoolers and is one of my dearest friends, but 26 years ago, in a small mission hospital on the edge of the Amazon jungle, she was my firstborn child. She was tiny and perfect. Her father and I gazed in wonder at her scrunched-up face and thought of her as our princess. We couldn't imagine what her life would bring, how she and her siblings would colour our lives with joy.

Happy birthday, princess.
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  1. Anonymous4:52 PM

    What a really lovely photo - precious! Happy Birthday to your daughter. I have six children almost all completely grown-up now (and I am married to a pastor who thought for sure that we would be on the mission field in Africa but ended up here in the States).

    I also love polishing silver ... it's so rewarding!

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