I hope that she will see the world as a gate to endless treasures. That she will be fascinated by nature and science, languages and poetry. I hope that she will see the beauty in all things and ever be the optimistic one.
I hope that she will grow to respect others and to help others to achieve their goals as well as achieve her own. Also that she will be smart enough to know right from wrong, and walk the correct path.
I hope that she will hold her head high, but not look down her nose. That she will carry herself with poise and grace, but not walk as if she is God's gift to the world.
I hope that she knows she is beautiful, inside and out, without ever feeling that she is better than everybody else. That she has a sense of modesty, but also a sense of fashion and fun. That she is not afraid to mix things up a little, but won't get stuck in the mess.
I hope that she learns that life is short, but only in so much as it should be savored every step of the way. I hope that when she experiences pain, emotional or physical, that she is aware it will pass and that life will go on again.
I hope, beyond hope that she is happy, respectful, decent, creative and wise. I hope this for both of my daughters, and I know that my daughter Madeline is well on her way to achieving these things. Maybe short of the graceful walking part...she is a clumsy one at times.
And I secretly hope, beyond all hope, that she always remembers how much her family loves her, and will always be here for her.
Hopes and dreams are what we build our own lives out of.

