She's All Grown Up
I love how you're capable of closing a business, but still want someone to make cookies with you.
I love how you read a novel in an afternoon and then beg me to hurry up and finish it too, so we can talk about it.
I love how your schoolwork is perfectly organized but your bedroom is the picture of teenage girl messiness.
I love how you'd like to hang out with your mom and aunts, but are always willing to go play with the little children that love you so much.
I love how you're best friends with your friends without ever leaving out your best friends that are family.
I love how you cry because something is hard and then you grit your teeth and tackle it.
I love how you stick up for yourself when you're mistreated and then forgive those who mistreated you.
I love how my heart breaks that you're all grown up but my heart bursts because you've given me every reason to know that you're going to be all right.
I love you so much. Happy birthday, Veronica.