Oh, my Libby.
I just can't believe it.
I know they say that the days drag on and the years fly by, but seriously?
It's gonna take some time for me to wrap my mind around
the idea of a decade.
You, my precious girl, are the epitome of special.
the most creative,
girl that I know.
And even though you sometimes make three kinds of crazy,
I wouldn't trade YOU, my Libby, for anything in the whole wide world.
You, my girl, were made for something very, very special,
and I simply can't wait to see what all God has in store for you.
If He could just keep you little a little longer,
I'd be all kinds of happy.
Here's to hoping year ten is the best year yet.