Big hazel eyes, staring up at me, this precious tiny girl was almost eight when I met her. She had short curly dark blondish hair and weighed in at 53 pounds. She'd seen life from the raw side and fully
expected it to continue. She timidly joined our household which made three. Every penny, nickel or dime she got was spent on gifts. Maybe a pretty box of stationary, maybe just a postcard about fishing, whatever, she felt she needed to keep showering us with appreciation gifts. She's always been loving. She developed from a timid quiet child into as she puts it, "The mouse that roared." She is a self-assured woman with a great many skills. She has always been a hard worker and a loving caring daughter. Her heart expands to those she cares and loves every day...I saw her as she bloomed with you and then later, with your son. She's always been the orchid in my rose garden. I love her, too. And I love you.
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