I know this girl who, while fairly new to this thing we call life, has effortlessly and irrevocably imprinted on my heart.
She is the bearer of the mightiest of hugs, embracing me with wisps of arms. With every enfolding clasp, she burrows deeper into my heart.
Somehow she has mastered the art of persuasion, with only an arsenal of a couple hundred words. I challenge even the hardest of hearts to ignore her pleas, "Hep me, Mama."
She easily climbs tables, chairs, anything, just as she will climb the challenges that life has in store.
She is insatiably curious. Delightfully mischievous. Abundantly charming.
Lord, help us do right by her.
