Fadzwa is turning 11! I love it! She is a very special girl. Looking back I wanted a boy so, so much. When my husband at the time, and I went for the ultrasound and found out it was a girl, I was so disappointed and I felt he was too. Throughout my pregnancy, I still only shopped gender-neutral. We even had a gender-neutral baby shower, just in case, our dreams of a boy came to true at birth.
Nevertheless, God knew what I needed. I needed a girl, this girl. God loved me so much that regardless of my momentary disappointment, He had a life of goodness planned for me no matter what could ever happen in life. Parenting is hard work, and I needed someone that could flow with me and me with her. We are the perfect match. She is so supportive and has a very kind heart. She is so widely independent it’s scary sometimes. But I can’t imagine her being so needy or dependent. It would drive me backward. Her strong intuition gives move comfort. I know she will trust what she hears deep in her heart whether I am around or not.
Not so surprisingly, we look alike according to onlookers. Strangers and friends alike always gasp and stare with constant admiration of how much we look alike. Believe it or not, we both are oblivious to our similarities.
The Hard Part of Love
I am beginning to move past the fact that her heart was broken at a young age because of our family’s divorce. I am still moving past feeling responsible for her pain since she could not choose her parents.
No matter. I hear guilt will always lurk in the shadows for one thing or another. So I am over letting the guilt be my source of truth.
I am enjoying every moment of this journey with her. And I look forward to showing her all the tricks of the trade to becoming a whole, happy woman.
Happy Birthday my mini me…. XOXO
