She is two today.
When you ask her, the color of everything is purple. Her blue eyes, the red fire truck roaring past, the brown dog she is petting. We know that she is aware of the other colors in the rainbow (and we even hear her say them when she is pointing to things in books), but it’s her favorite color. Her first color.
Someday I will tell you her story, but for now…
I will tell you that she is beyond anything I ever imagined.
I will tell you that when she lifts her chin for me to playfully kiss it at night, my heart skips a beat.
I will tell you that dreams come true and how grateful I am to be her mother.
Love you, my purple two.