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What - it's been a year already?? Since I said HAPPY BIRTHDAY CRYSTAL!!

I have this awesome daughter. Her name is Crystal. She was sent to me thirty years ago today. She is sweet. She is loving. She is pretty. She is adorable. She is amazing. She is awesome. She is giving. She is skinny. She is stubborn. She is smart. She is savvy. She is gorgeous. She is intelligent. She is wonderful.

I have said several times in the past, it's going to be harder for me when she turns 30 than when I turn 50. Well, she just turned 30 and I have to say it's not as bad I was figuring. I was expecting to spend the last week and a half in bed, covers over my head, chanting over and over again how I was suddenly old. I thought briefly
about just letting my hair go gray to show how old I really am. Go out and buy some granny panties and some old lady clothes. But, I don't have to do that. Which, I have to say, I am really happy about. I don't think I'm ready for gray hair, granny panties and dementia yet. Have eight months to confront 50 and five years and four months until my baby boy hits the 30 mark. So, I guess I better start planning now for that.

In the meantime, I want Crystal to know how much I love her, how much I adore her, how much I appreciate her, how much she amazes me by what she stands for, how she is an awesome mother and wife. I couldn't have asked for a more perfect daughter.

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  1. La DaynaJuly 19, 2011 at 4:23 PM

    *sniffle*

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  2. CrystalJuly 19, 2011 at 4:49 PM

    I love you and I don't think I am old and I sure don't think you are old! <3

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  3. AnonymousJuly 20, 2011 at 1:49 AM

    Ahhhh. You are one proud mama.
    AND, 30 or 50 is not old. Just say'n.

    Natalie

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