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Thursday, 18 December 2014

And she grew.


Hi Baby Girl,

My mommy always used to tell me that I would forever be her little girl and now I find myself desperately holding onto that each day as I watch you grow. Somehow you've changed from baby to toddler in the blink of the eye and I for one cannot keep up!

Our beautiful spark, you are gentle and fierce, compassionate and stubborn, sensitive and bold all in the same breath. You inspire me with your friendliness and acceptance of absolutely anyone. Yes, the adolescent teenager behind us in the grocery store or the biker man standing on the street corner, you boisterously yell out hello and blow kisses hoping to receive a smile of recognition in return.

You have been the one standing in the bathroom "rubbing" (A for effort) my back as I puked during this pregnancy. You are always  there with a smile first thing in the morning (clearly you are the only morning person in the family), and I can count on finding you outside by one of the fences chatting away with the neighbours. You sing,  ALL THE TIME! I love it. You are hilarious. You listen carefully like your dad and watch and repeat with his same accuracy. You love working with him. Whatever he is doing you want to get in on. Keeping careful account of all the different "noises" he makes. You love all things sparkly and picking out pretty dresses. Our little princess. You make up songs about your family, your latest adventure, and everything in one. That is one thing you have in common with your Nona :) Never stop the music inside of you, Babe. Keep loving and keep believing. Keep that spark.

Happy 2nd Birthday, Pooch. We love you. To the moon and back again. 

Keep growing baby, but not too fast. and remember you will forever be my little girl.

Wednesday, 2 July 2014

Say Hi To Jesus.

My Beautiful Nana,
I just got news that I didn't want to hear for another 100 years. I'm not ready to say goodbye to you. I want to wake up tomorrow and realize this is just a horrible dream.
I love you Nana. More than you will ever know. As a messed up teenager you were my life-line. Always greeting me with a smile and hug, like you and I had a secret going on no one else knew about. Thank you. For loving me. For caring about my heart and what was really going on. For all our lunch dates and secret getaways. Thank you for teaching me to be a lady, and to be proud of being a lady. Thank you for showing me how to love, by so unselfishly loving me all these years. For crying with me. For laughing with me. For listening and understanding. I watched people misunderstand you, reject you and yet you always loved them back. I will always remember how you treated everyone around you with kindness and thoughtfulness.
 
Thank you for loving and accepting my man and then my wee daughter. I only wish she had more time to get to know you, Nana as much as I do.  I hope tho that I can one day pass on your legacy to her.

I will miss you everyday for a very long time. I love you so much.

Goodbye, Nana
Your Treena