And on the 13th day of the January a fabulous person was born. She was then and is now above all... Loved.
A dreamer and even a bigger whimsical believer. The Wizard of Oz is one of my favorites stories because there is no place like home. Because like the Lion I yearned for courage and like the Tin man I realized that the human heart is amazing.
And now I get to pass on all my fabulousness and all my love to another baby girl. For me she embodies all the joy in the world and everything about her lets me know that I am home.
And just like that the cycle of life continues... Happy Birthday to me!! Another year in the cycle of life...