the tijerina family: danada forest preserve

Dear Miss M and Miss H,

I have a little secret for you that everyone already knows: You are spectacular.  You are incredible gifts that leave us in awe of God.  Your hearts, your joy – it’s all this beautiful reminder that Someone knit you together and hand-crafted such magnificent humans.

I have yet another secret – that everyone already knows.  You two hit the jackpot on your parents.  These two – they love people with their whole hearts.  They show up when it’s hard.  They fight to see the good.  To spend time with them leaves us all better.  And laughing harder.  I know you’ll have your days with them.  (They will probably have the same with you.)  But they will always choose to love you.  I know it.  They’ve built their lives upon it.  And that, sweet little ones is likely the greatest gift we can give anyone.  To pledge to always choose to love.  (even if it takes us a bit to get there)

I pray that you will fill your days with continued joy and laughter.  That when the sorrows come, you can find love and rest in one another.  (And most especially in God as He’s absolutely crazy about you and loves you so much)  I pray that you will grow to love with your whole hearts, just like your mommy and daddy.

I love you to the moon and back.  And your mommy and daddy?  I still can’t find the right words to wrap around how much I love them.  They’ve given me one of my most treasured gifts in life – a backstage pass to some of their most special moments.  I got to see them celebrate the joy of deciding to run through life together.  I watched your mommy and daddy run to each other on their wedding day.  I watched the giddy joy they shared as they waited for Miss M to arrive.  I watched them hold you Miss M with grateful arms when you were 10 days new.  And this time I got to see them with their arms and hearts so full of love it overflowed once again and twice over.  Every time my heart leaves a little bigger because of them: a little more loving, a little more tender, a lot more grateful.  For all of this, I am forever grateful.

Amy Paulson




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