The mother I was born from, gave me the opportunity to see the world for what it is. She taught me how to be a classy young woman. These lessons will not fade. Watching as we age through time, we became each other's rock.

The smells of warm vanilla fragrance, coffee beans brewer, add cream, and sugar. Now it’s complete, we brush each other’s hair, we paint our nails, and watch movies. 

 The love we share, we must make room for one more. A sweet baby girl to have and to hold, we share these lessons with you.

We watch from afar, let me watch as you grow up like a willow tree.