Every year I write each of my children a birthday letter and I give it to them at a special birthday breakfast. God has been kind to me to allow this tradition to continue for years. This morning Holly is sitting across the table at Panera reading this year’s letter.
I looked up her letter from 2004. Here is a little part you can read:
“Dear Holly; …Yesterday a young man was describing what it was like to step off the plane in the south where spring arrived a few weeks ago. There were huge azalea bushes, dogwoods, magnolias and other flowering trees and bushes. The air was warm. The sun was bright. The grass was lush and green. I want you to know that whenever you walk into my life, I feel like I have stepped into springtime…”
I am sure you can see a picture of my lovely daughter preparing for her big day if you check on Lois’ picture site.
You might want to take a look at Heidi’s tribute to her sister, too.
