I have been trying to write this post for three days now. I’m not exactly sure what is causing my writer’s block, but, then again, if I knew, I suppose I wouldn’t have this problem. My problem is that I know what message I want to convey, but I’m not exactly sure how to say it. I have tried and tried to put down what it feels like to me that my firstborn has just turned 16, but I have been unable to find the words. I am inspired by all of my girks, and my mind usually overflows with words, feelings, and thoughts about them. Not this time.
Because of that, I neglected posting this on her actual birthday (December 7th), and I am finally posting it tonight.
Emma is 16. Wow.
I’ve decided that instead of writing some crazy long essay about her and my feelings, that I would just post some of my favorite pictures of her.
The Divine Miss Em . . . She melts my heart, makes me laugh, and has blessed my life more than she’ll ever know.
I love you, Emma Kate!
Nature Girl. Mom. Wife. Friend. Photographer. Sewer. Crafter. Artist.
To borrow a phrase – “Yeet Ye Riche”
