As another year passes, as the story of your life adds year to year… I hope you've begun to see, to realize the weight of this time, and all the love you've so generously given. There's a wake behind you, a legacy of love and sacrifice and devotion to these babies that Abba's given you and me… and like a field with irrigation channels, the investment of your heart's treasury has run through those channels, to make a vast field of blooming, in the wake of all your love and devotion poured out.
I've never loved you more, nor been more proud of you, and I'm so, so, so grateful that you were the one Abba gave to me, and to them. Your heart is as big as the sun. And it makes their faces bright. And mine.
I adore you. Happy birthday, love.