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My heart,
My sweet girl…

Words, she has not.
Understanding, she has little.

But she’s my “jelly bean,” and she keeps my heart grounded in all that is real, every day.

She loves to play with leaves…
and take walks on warm, sunny days.

She loves to play with her brush… and run the bristles up and down her arms.

She is truly an angel who slipped through the clouds and landed in my lap one cold January morning.

I wasn’t prepared for the challenges that lay ahead.
But I learned to trust God with every moment.

And now…
Being her mama has been—and still IS—the most rewarding job of my life.

So go ahead…
Grind your teeth all day, Miranda!

Go take a nap on the pink velvet couch in the middle of Cartier!
Who cares? 🙌

Pick all the flowers you want at the botanical gardens.

Shred the church bulletin into pieces! Lol!!

Drop your oatmeal dish on the floor!

You’re my precious angel.
And NOTHING and NO ONE could ever replace you!

You are my wonder. 🩵
You are my heart. ❤️
You are my Miranda. 💛