This is a couple of days late due to too many things to do in too little time.
Twenty-four years ago, on a cold December morning – the only kind of December morning in Cincinnati – a baby girl joined our family. We named her Jennifer. Little did we know what we were in for.
We welcomed an individual who was happy most of the time, who sang herself to sleep at night, who awoke with a smile. We also learned what it was like to deal with a very strong will. We prayed that that strong will would be used for good and not evil. 🙂
As the years passed and we learned more about this girl, and she learned more about us, we grew to love her more and more each day. Although there were moments of conflict, we were thankful for the joy that she brought to us. I think we learned to squeeze a little more fun out of life ourselves.
This little girl grew into a teenager, and the relationship deepened and matured. We knew that the time was coming quickly when she would make her mark on the world. Through high school and college, she matured and began to seek out her path.
Now this little girl is a lovely young woman. She is full of questions, as all young adults are. Some of them I can answer. Some, only God can answer. I firmly believe that her Father will draw her close and let her know how much he loves her.
Jennie, I can’t begin to tell you how much Mom and I love you. You are a true blessing from the Father. We are proud of you.