Ava, tomorrow you will be ten.
I remember being ten. It was strange and awkward and I was not a teenager but I SO was not a little girl anymore thank you very much.
You are amazing. You inspire me and worry me and make me so proud all at once.
I’ve said before how when I found out you were a girl I was so worried. Worried because l was so bad at being sure of myself and confident and true to the amazingness I knew I had within myself.
I won’t lie, I see some of that in you sometimes. I see you pause, unsure of your next step and timid about your choices. And in some ways, of course that’s good. You’re supposed to pay attention and question yourself.
But before it becomes too much of a question in your head, let me tell you again:
For you, my first daughter – I wish for you the imagination to find your dreams, the courage to claim them, and the strength to follow them. With every discouragement I wish you a lesson learned and the determination never to give up.
I love you, and I hope beyond hope that I will never see you doubt it.
Happy birthday, my sweet girl. I love you so much and I am lucky to get to know you. I cannot wait to watch who you become.