8.17.19 Birthday Squared



“Peace is the beauty of life. It is sunshine. It is the smile of a child, the love of a mother …  the togetherness of a family. It is the advancement of man, the victory of a just cause, the triumph of truth.” – Menachem Begin

My mother and my daughter were born a day apart. Some might think it coincidence that two of the most important women in my life were born in such close proximity to our planet’s turn around the sun … but not me – because these two precious souls are of the same making. Sometimes I imagine that God took the very same cloth, made of joy and sparkle, divine patience and an ethereal twinkle in their blue eyes, and said, “Yes … the world needs more of this.”

My theory of their interconnected hearts is confirmed in the way that they love. Both my mother and my daughter epitomize the idea of putting others’ needs before their own. They are the first to self-sacrifice in honor of a friend, and it is quite something to recognize their particular brand of benevolence echoed  a generation apart.

I cannot ever live up to their level of altruism or down to their level of humble gratitude; so I am satisfied to live directly in-between. Thank you mommy, for being the catalyst of a life focused on the brighter side. Thank you daughter, for being the ever-present reminder that love speaks, and stays, and snuggles. I could never have deserved either one of you … but I am effervescently thankful that God gave you to me anyway.

All my love, and the happiest of turns around the sun to you both … I hope you feel every ray of gifted light this year and in all the years to come.

Elle (your daughter, your mommy, your #1 fan)

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