Eleven years old. Really, I can't believe it. Time does fly, I was so excited for you to come home. I spent many sleepless nights dreaming up hair styles and fun things for us to do. I prayed for you to stay little, but I guess you eventually had to grow up. You are quiet, determined, sensitive, sneaky (in a good way), brilliant at the piano, an excellent friend, and one of the greatest joys in my life. I depend on you for too much, and you handle it so well. You take charge of the little girls so that I can study and freak out just a little bit. I hope you find all the happiness you deserve. You are beautiful, outside and inside. I love you so much!
Happy Eleventh Birthday!