Today I am going to write about love. Unconditional love. My oldest daughter, who is 20, in the last two weeks has had her car broken into, and her purse stolen. The culprits got her license, registration, social security card, debit card, and all the cash and gift cards that she had just received for her birthday, out of her purse. Needless to say, she is having a crappy adulthood so far. The oldest daughter had promised the youngest daughter, who is almost 4, to take her to see a movie. Big Sissy had to cancel her little sissy date because of the theft, and how her days off happened to fall that particular week. She had to go to the DMV twice, to get all of her document and ID's reissued, because without ID, it is like an act of congress to get anything that has been stolen, reissued at the DMV.
I just want her to know how very much I love her, and how very proud of her I am. I am so very proud of her for making her little sister and our family a priority. When most kids her age are in college, partying, etc., she is a full time manager of a local retail store, makes her family a priority, and still has time for the other people and passions in her life. She makes time to drive an hour and a half to take her baby sister to a movie and lunch, what 20 year old does that? Seriously? She is a published writer, and an excellent artist. She is witty, kind, loving, sweet, compassionate, dedicated, devoted to those she loves, intelligent, and hilarious. She makes me the proudest "Ginger" ever. (She has always called me by my name, because when she was small, 'mom' had a bad connotation associated with it.) I cannot express all of my love for this wonderful child on paper. She always remembers birthdays, mother's day, writes me very eloquent letters expressing her love and gratitude for me, even from a young age, I mean come on, what mother wouldn't die for those? They are some of my most cherished possessions! I love her so very much!
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