Emma on the day she was born.
Emma at 6 months of age.
Emma on her 1st birthday.
Emma at 1 1/2 years of age.
Emma on her 2nd birthday.
Emma at 2 1/2 years of age.
Emma at 2 1/2 years of age.
Emma on her third birthday.
Emma and me on her third birthday.
We love you Emma more and more everyday. There is never a day that goes by that we are not amazed by you and all the accomplishments and hurdles you have overcome in your life. You are a true gift from God and we are blessed to be your parents. Thank you for your unconditional love.
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Donald Finkel
Letter To My Daughter At The End Of Her Second Year
Now it is only hours before you wake
to your third year and to the gifts that lie
piled on the coffee-table; yet I keep
the only gift that is mine to make.
But how can I offer, among the paper hats,
among the balloons and coloring books and dolls
gleaming with golden hair and the sweet primaries
this shabby vision of myself seeking,
among these gestures and images, myself?
My gift is wrought, not in the fire of love,
but in the consuming egotism of night
that blots out daughter, lover, wife and friend,
a time to take, my darling, not to give.
So smear this book with the sweetness of your fingers,
and mock with your eyes the brightness of this doll;
come learn our urgent language and put on
mask after mask to match our smiling faces,
seeking what gestures and images may serve
to charm the tall world down from which we smile.
Standing there in the shadow of our gifts,
may you forgive the love that lugged them home,
then turn and take the gift I could not give ---
the language of childhood looking for itself
under a mountain of masks and dolls---the poem.
1962
Happy Birthday Emma...I hope it was a good one! We are so lucky to have you as a friend :)
She really is growing up! I'm so glad we got to be there to celebrate your sweet girl the first 2 years. We miss you this year. :(
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