This girl, you guys.
She’s turning 15 today. Time seems to be slipping by faster than I can even comprehend it, because I’m pretty sure that just last week, my mom was sitting me down at the kitchen table to tell me she was having another baby. I’m pretty sure just the other day, my baby sister was a literal baby, falling asleep on my chest while I lay on the couch watching TV after school.
But alas, no. She has grown into an incredible young woman who baffles me every day with how kind-hearted, generous-spirited, and genuinely good she is. She makes me proud with her voracious appetite for books (having her read and enjoy one of my recommendations is a huge highlight for me) and in her, I see a kindred, introverted spirit. She is quirky and wonderful and as much as I wish I could make time stop, I would never, because then I would be depriving myself and the world of an amazing person.
Happy birthday, Robin. Love you so much more than I could have ever dreamed possible.