As I sit here, sipping at some chamomile blend tea, I allow my mind to wander. Sometimes it goes into the depths of memories, the fun times I’ve had with friends in the past, the gravity that comes with the loss of family and friends, moments of inspiration… But today, my mind settles on a certain redhead who’s celebrated her 13th birthday making their semiannual trek to south Texas to spend the holidays with her family.
It’s hard to believe that 13 years ago, we made the trek from West Texas to Central Texas to celebrate her first Christmas. She was so tiny, even a Christmas stocking swallowed her! Her big brother, then three and a half, was so proud of his new little sister that he would sit in awe and talk about how small she was, you know, normal three and a half year old conversations. I got a sketchbook and pencils that year. All i wanted to do was draw her as she slept so silently in her cradle. Her tiny figure was so perfect. She was perfect. She quickly gained the status as my favorite redheaded niece.
It’s been a joy watching her grow up. She’s always been a climber. I’m pretty sure she climbed out of her crib a time or two before her parents resorted to some other kind of bed. She’s learned grace and agility as she continues to throw her passion into dance and climbing across her back yard swing set/fort. Art is in her blood. She loves anything with art, any kind of art! Doodles, paint, even music. I see her growing up, and even though I hate it (she should always be a little girl!), I love the person she is becoming. She is fearless and inspires me to challenge my fears.
I am so happy to be her aunt. So, happy birthday, Meemz. You are and always will be my favorite redheaded niece.