9-11

I celebrate September 11th every year.
For many it was a tragedy.
But for me, it is the day in 1987 that an angel was born. Today Bethany turns 21. I simply can not believe how time flew. I savored every possible moment and would do it all over again in a heartbeat. Bethany was sweet and shy and bright and beautiful. She spoke better at 2 and 3 than almost any child I have seen, clearly, with complete sentences, making absolute sense. Yep, she just kept talking and talking right into high school where teachers knew her for her talking. She always loved the boys. I think it started in kindergarten when Travis would open the classroom door for her everyday because she was little and he was a gentleman. She has danced, been a competitive gymnast, played soccer, basketball, karate, swimming, track, and volleyball. She speaks spanish with the best of them. She played flute and faked the trombone. She was the microphone nazi in drama. Her heart is so deep it amazes me. Today is to celebrate the wonderful young woman she has become. Absolutely beautiful. Smarter than she realizes. A rock when I needed one. With abilities in her that are just waiting for the moment she touches them to open up like a butterfly. The world and all its wonder are watching her and welcoming her to live her life with magic and beauty.
Happy Birthday Bethany!
I love you more...