The Blessing of Honora

This precious little girl is now one year old.

Nora, can it be more than a year ago that Papa and I were waiting oh-so-anxiously for a phone call from across the miles saying that you were about to arrive?

It seems like such a short time ago. I seem to be saying that a lot these days (like here and here and here). Is that because I am getting older...or because I am getting wiser? Or is it because you are my grandbaby and I do not live with you day by day or get up with you at night when you are hungry or sick or teething?

Well, whatever the reason, you are now ONE and I am so thankful for the blessing of you!

I wish I could be celebrating with you in person...watching you eat your birthday cupcake, watching you as you open your presents (and seeing your eyes glaze over when the package contains something to wear and your eyes light up when it reveals a new toy), watching your big sister Eve enjoying your birthday cupcakes and your birthday presents as much as you, giving you birthday hugs and kisses. But you are in the land of snow and mountains and sledding and I am here.

So I will choose to be grateful that you are a baby most blessed! You are a happy baby. You have a precious big sister. And you are loved and tenderly cared for by wonderful dedicated parents who want you to know Him.

Could a Gran possibly ask for more?

Happy Birthday, dear Nora!