Teagan

My daughter is 23 today. She is the midget in the family but wonderful things come in small packages. She is no exception. With her nordic blond hair and blue eyes, she is a petite spriteful child.

She seems to flow through life easily, and lessons learned are taken firmly and fixed. She has friends that have been her other family for years and they are such a tight knit group. I am glad for that. We all need people that are known and have shared experiences with us. In this case, I am glad I do not know all the "experiences" though.

She is pretty tough considering that her infancy was so difficult. She has had so many close calls that I consider her my miracle child. For all that trouble she is 23 years old!!!

She is so like her father in mannerisms. That same calm character and reliability. If she says she will do something, she always does. She also has this other worldly ability to look beyond to things I can not always see.

I watch her cut her father's hair sometimes. He so enjoys that short quiet time they have together. I can only hope she realizes how much we love her. Regardless of what she does, or where she goes, she is a home body and will, I think never go too far.

I have this need to touch people I love. Sometimes I brush my hand on her hair or briefly
sweep my fingers on that pure clear skinned cheek. This is the same child that I held in my arms for so long, and sometimes my arms are lonely for that closeness. She will forever be my 'heart baby' and my arms and my life are always open to her.

Teagan, you were my first child. You are the smartest and most beautiful young woman I know.
Papa and I adore you.

Happy Birthday LaLa!