My baby girl turns 49!

Can it be almost a half-century since I first held my precious baby in my arms?

Her big brown eyes were wide open, and her chubby cheeks were the prettiest shade of pink.

I had never before felt such an overwhelming sense of love.

I was in awe of this little child of God.

I was her handmaid, her lady-in-waiting.

Nothing would ever be too good for my Angie.

I loved you then. I love you still. I always have. I always will.

Happy Birthday, Angie. I love you more than chocolate!

Originally published in August 2016

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