(Ariel and faithful friend Teddy Bear)
Perhaps you’re thinking, after my last post, “Good Lord, she sure isn’t very modest about her children!” Well, you’re darn tootin’ I’m not. I am unabashedly, unapologetically, bust-my-buttons proud of my children.
In my last post, I talked about Benjamin. Today, I’ll shamelessly brag about my daughter, Ariel (aka Lucky Pennies). Why? Because today she is leaving teenagehood behind and beginning the third decade of her life.
I could talk about her academic achievements. Like her brother, she was at the top of her class and was nominated for Governor’s School. I could go on about her artistic accomplishments. Ariel has won numerous awards for her art, including a $500 gift certificate. I could tell you all about her writing. She has won numerous awards for that, as well, including a $5000 scholarship.
But what I’m proudest of is the fact that she is straightforward, honest, true, and kind. And she has remained steadfastly so, through some very hard times and difficult losses. She has been a wonderful sister to her brother Benjamin. Although there were times, when younger, that they fought like mortal enemies, she has always loved him fiercely. She is loyal, loving, and true to her many friends, and they love her back. And, of course, she is just the daughter I always wanted. Well, sure, we’ve had our battles—Good Lord, she is a stubborn one! But those battles only serve to show that our love is so much greater than our differences. Always, love prevails.
(Ariel Rabbit and Bunny Rabbit)
Every time I write Ariel at college, I close by saying “I love you infinitely” or “I love you without measure” or “I love you endlessly and forever” or some variation on that. Ariel, being the competitive sort, will write back saying, “I love you infinitelier” or “I love you more endlessly.”
So, I’d like to say to my sweet baby girl: I love you infiniteliest. And I love you most endlessly.
And Happy Birthday, sugarbaby. You really are just the daughter I always wanted. I’m proud to be your mother. And I’m proud to be your friend.
(I wanted to put a picture of Ariel now here, but she is in the thick of exams and never answered my letter asking if I could. So I don’t think she’d mind if I put this photo of her and her Daddy working on our ancient Volvo. She’s pretty handy with a wrench, not to mention a hammer.)