My sweet girl, my littlest love, my Mina Bean; as I sit down to write this, my first letter to you, words are failing me.  How do I describe to you how I feel?  Which words will be powerful enough to convey what you mean to me?  How wonderful you are, how precious, how strong.  I will simply write what is in my heart and hope that someday, when you read this, you will feel it in yours.

Your energy and spirit delight and captivate me; I watch you grow, play, sing, laugh, learn, cry, change, evolve, love; and I feel deliriously blessed to have been chosen to be your mother.  What an honor, what a gift I've been given.  When you touch my cheek and press your face to mine, when you whisper "I love you my mama", when you beg me, giggling like crazy, to kiss you "100 times", I make a silent promise to always drink you in - every ounce of you, every little bit of the essence of who you are.  I see you, I see your light; it is brilliant, and blinding, and magnificent.  I dreamed of you, but I never knew, how sweet...how lovely.

I love you Wren Alice

Love, mama

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