firework.

ive always always always said that YOU are my roman candle, mainly because youre feisty, fiery, and remind me of this quote by the late great Jack Kerouac: 

"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!"

dearest, this is YOU to a T. I am SO grateful to be your mum. even though we fight because of your strong personality, I know that even though you might only be 2, i long for your strength, determination, fire and curiosity. I long to be like you: i know if i were I could do ANYTHING. Its a battle trying to raise you to follow rules, when i hope that as an adult you will forge your own path. but I have faith I will get it. 

You are also remarkably tender. as the fireworks went off the other night and carly cried out in fear you put her to bed (repeatedly because you cant figure out the lock on her crate yet) and kept saying "its okay cahdee, ill pretect you, dem just fioh wokes" you have this tender spirit and a fiery soul and its very soothing and energizing to watch. 

know that no matter what you do, in all of your life, as long as kindness lives in your heart, and goodness lives in your mind and soul, you will always make me proud. we are here to take care of each other, but never forget that YOU are MY roman candle. MY firecracker, MY MoonGirl. 

:) 

thank you so much for choosing me.