Lilly has always been an incredibly sassy kid.
When she was a little girl, I would watch her scramble up our
bulky, age-worn sofa with those skinny legs of hers. She would climb until she was
perched on top of it like a baby chickadee. She'd slowly stand and
survey the toy-cluttered landscape of the living room. Then--and this was always the best part--with a
flick of her ponytail and an over-the-shoulder glance at Camren (who was
often sitting contentedly on the floor, playing), she'd yell, "Watch and learn, baby!"
And then...she would jump.
I have come to believe her
fire--her spicy ferocity and inextinguishable sass --is what gave her the courage to take that first leap. (And continue to leap again and again after that.)
she grows and matures into a lovely, smart woman, I hope and pray she never
loses her fire. When she is told she's not good enough, when she feels
she's not pretty enough, when she wonders and worries, when she loves
and loses, when she doubts herself, when she doesn't make the grade, when she feels lost or
down-trodden, when a man breaks her heart, when disappointment outweighs
hope on life's scale, I hope she climbs high above it. I hope courage and strength and an instilled and unabashed belief in her own magnificence will give her the confidence to jump; to overcome
her unique challenges.
I hope she'll remember to say to the world,
"Watch and learn!" Because God did not send her to earth to fail.
With a little bit of faith, she'll soar.