In the last few months I have seen how a couple of my favorite photographers started a “letter to our daughter” post on their blogs each month. Now how in the world could I not take their lead and do one, too. Especially of my Maddux. So thank you Julia and Stephanie for the inspiration to tell Maddux how I feel along with the rest of you!
You are You. I have no other way to describe it. You are Maddux and if someone does not like who you are your response is, “too bad, so sad!” These little lady are the reasons we love that you are you.
You talk to yourself.
You bite your nails.
You could care less about anything around you unless it involves a butterfly or animal.
You wear what you wanna wear and could care less who likes it.
You’re obsessed with Hello Kitty but we are not sure why.
You love chocolate.
You hate meat.
You refuse to try something new.
You hate bubbles.
Hence why you hate showers.
You want to meet famous people in California, ie. Kelly Clarkson and Taylor Swift bc you did not realize that the voices coming from the radio were actually people. I am not sure what you thought was coming out of the radio but when you found out they were actual people you wanted to “give them a hug”
Best of all….. you love hard.
You are YOU. And for that I am thankful. Thankful that this really helps when others are not so nice. This helps when you know you can help others who have no one. You care for others like no one will ever understand. You have fought hard for everything you know. It’s not easy remembering things that seem to slip out of your head so easily. But like we always say, “Mom is the same way!” You work hard for simple things. These are the reasons why I admire you. You were given to just me. Me and your daddy. We were made just for you. To help guide you with these strengths that you have and use them to help yourself and others. I know you can see it. I see your face light up when talking about people who care for you. I can not wait to see who’s life you will change. One day I will come back to this first letter and read it with you and I will cry, I know. I am now. And you will see how I saw this in you when you were little. Just wait…..