Happy 23rd birthday, to my beautiful, bright and amazing firstborn! How could a child born on April 4th, the same day one of our nation's greatest leaders was slain, not be driven to find and pursue her life purpose?
Rickney, you are my joy.
This is purdee fluff. A momma's pride. Here's celebrating the child with whom I have battle scars and tears of happiness.
Love,
ma
3 comments:
Happy Birthday Rickney!
She's stunning, S. She has quite a spark in her eye!
She must have a gorgeous momma to be so pretty.
PS
I saw that you're reading Coraline. I'll never forget those button eyes on the family across the wall. Creepy, vivid writing.
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