There it was...the moment when you looked right up to me with those big brown eyes, raised foot, and stomped it down with a little feistiness I've never seen come from a one-year-old.
The moment that I knew without a doubt that you're a mini me.
Seeing your strong personality shining through as you expressed your opinion in the only way you knew how. So determined to have things go exactly your way. And my heart sank and soared at the same time. Because I was proud of the fact that you were transforming into a little girl with her own personality, but also realized the woman that you will one day be. Which means that I know that no matter what life is going to throw your way, that you will be able to handle it.
And as hard as it has and will be, at this stage of your life, to get you to listen to me properly, I have so much hope for you. Because as strong as I see your stubborn streak is coming through, I can also see the other areas of value that will be just as strong and can be made even stronger.
Which I promise to do my best to help you cultivate, while praying for wisdom that only God can provide where I fall short. Helping you navigate and overcome the desire to stomp your foot to get your point. Showing you how to be firm in your opinion while showing love and respect for others. Helping you find the truth in each situation.
Because right now, my little girl, I am your truth. I am your right and wrong, and I promise to do my absolute best to help you understand this crazy world and to make it your own, while teaching you not to stomp your foot.
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