Where did the time go???

21 years ago today, I was holding my firstborn newborn in my arms. She was so tiny, 5lbs 5 ounces and five weeks early. As tiny and as early as she was, she was perfect. Absolutely perfect. And strong. And gorgeous. And wonderful. And her father and I were stunned at this little miracle that had been placed in our care. She was ours. We were barely in our 20's...I was not quite 21, Len was 20. What did we know about raising a child? But despite everything..her small size...our young age....two days later we took her home. And we loved her. It was that simple. Katie was a 'bald head diggy dum' as my Dad called her, for the first two or three years of her life. Then magically almost, a full head of curls appeared. And she had curls from then on. She was amazed when her brother Sam was born. But then, Katie approached life with a wonder and amazement that was beyond her years. Even now, at the tender age of 21, I hear that she is wise beyond her years. She has had her share of heart ache and sorrow...and her and I have yet to find our way back to each other...but I believe in my heart that it will happen...it is happening now...ever so slowly...we chat on occasion...she calls to talk to Paige or Ben or Sam and we chat a bit. Cautiously. But we chat. I let her know that I will always be there for her. That I love her unconditionally. Mothers and Daughters. From time immemorial, mothers and daughters have waged battles against each other...with each other...because of each other. I should not be surprised that Katie and I are in this battle. I have yet to resolve the battle with my own mother. I only hope that Katie will not be 42 and still feel motherless. I will do all I can to not let that happen.
Anyways...to my sweet, adorable baby girl...my first born...
Happy Birthday!
I hope your life is good...and full of everything you could ever hope and dream of.
I love you much.
Mom