With all of these questions, however, I have been compelled to think about who she is like (which there is little conclusion on anything about her) and who she will be like in the future. So, I have compiled a short list of what characteristics of us that I hope she picks up.
When she is challenged, I hope she fights like me.
When she is happy, I hope she laughs like mom.
At day, I hope she plays like me.
At night, I hope she sleeps like mom.
When it storms, I hope she is in awe like me.
When it snows on Christmas, I hope she rejoices like mom.
I hope she thinks about her beliefs like me.
I hope she holds to them like mom.
I hope she cheers for her team like me.
I hope she can let go like mom.
I hope she is emotional like me.
I hope she is strong like mom.
I hope she is encouraging like me.
I hope she cares for her loved ones like mom.
I hope she is proud of being American like me.
I hope she is proud of her ancestry like mom.
I hope she runs like me.
I hope she swims like mom.
I hope she hugs like me.
I hope she hugs like mom.
I hope she learns from her mistakes like me.
I hope she avoids mistakes like mom.
I hope she finds someone who loves her like me.
I hope she loves him like I am by her mom.
I hope she leads like me.
I hope she follows like mom.
I hope she stays up like me.
I hope she wakes up like mom.
I hope she forgives like me.
I hope she loves like mom.
But, most importantly, I hope when people look at her they don't see me or her mom...but Christ.
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