My prayer is that each and every year, my love for this child will grow exponentially. On this day, I am honored to be Fable's mother. It's the highest compliment, the most humbling duty, and the greatest joy I've ever experienced. Fable is too young to sign her name on an effusive card or even understand what it means that I'm her mother. But I understand. And I hope I never crave her thanks. Instead, I hope that this time every year, I turn to my Savior, the God who gave me this sacred gift, and thank HIM.
Praise the Lord today.
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