If you want to know the value of one month, ask a mother who gave birth to a premature baby. 

A score...2 decades...20 years...how can it be? Look at this picture...the rough start. I know I write the same thing every year at the anniversary of your birth. How can I not? You were destined to be phenomenal and you have not disappointed. When I speak of you to friends or strangers, I beam. I know it, I can't help it.

After your success in high school, I worried (a little) about college. Would it/you live up to the standards you had set for yourself? As you get ready to begin your spring session of your sophomore year, I'd have to say, YES!!

So many open and blunt conversations between us. I know that we have added "friend" to our relationship. I will always be "mom" and you will always be my baby girl but we have so much more than that now and I am immensely grateful. 

                                                     

Aside from our immediate family, I don't think others can truly understand what we went through to get here. And thats ok. I do and so do you. You work so hard and I am more proud than I can adequately convey.

I rave about you and your achievements every chance I get. Quite possibly to a fault. I'm not going to say as much in this blog as I have in the past. Let the pictures speak for themselves. You are my light, my shining star, half of my heart.

 Happy Birthday, +Emily Lofton. I am one proud momma!! Continue on your road, your path and your next 20 years will be just as great!!  LOVE YOU!!