My Precious, precious Whitney. The day you were born was one of the best days of my life. You know we were expecting you to be a boy with dark hair just like your big sister had when she was born. Instead, you played your first joke on all of us. You were a beautiful baby girl with strawberry blonde peach fuzz hair. The first time I laid eyes on you, I wept. I wept for joy at the thought of your life…that I would get to be a mommy to two sisters. I could not contain my emotions, and I held you and rocked you and could not believe how very beautiful you were.
We quickly realized that you were a spunky baby with lots of energy. I remember the nurse looking over at you kind of scared-ish when she heard your cry. She was the first of many to notice how passionate you were about your feelings. Your daddy and I knew it from the day you were born.
Your passion has defined you. The Light of Life shines in you and through you. You are a city on a hill, a light in the darkness. Your smile and laugh light up every room you walk into. People feel loved when they walk away from you. You are a gifted, talented, beautiful girl. Your preschool teacher told us you were one of the strongest leaders she had ever seen. She knew you were going to change the world. You are changing the world around you every day with your smile Whitney.
I love you with all of my heart, and I sometimes still cry when I think about how happy I am that I get to be your Mommy. I love you Whitney Ruth. Happy 9th Birthday.