A daughter is a gift of love.

There are so many moment in a persons life that seemed to forever vivid, forever clear. If you are over the age of 3 or 4 you all know this is true. So many that I could recount them for days (ask my boys they know this is very true.) But four of the sweetest memories are those that bonded me forever to my children.

My first born, Jason Scott, so amazing and beautiful. Perfect. A new love of my life.

Samantha Joy, A porcelain baby, the girl I always wanted. Such a sweet moment as I knew she would forever change the world with that beautiful face.

Obadiah David, running off that plane and jumping into my arms. The first word I heard him shout was “Mama”. This skinny child with the most amazing smile was so right, from that moment on I was his Mama.

Georgia Melody, she danced into my heart the moment a woman put her into my arms and told me ‘go ahead…she’s yours.’ She has been dancing ever since.

My Georgia Bean is the subject of my rambling prose today. Because today is her birthday! Sit still for a minite and she will tell you she has hit the double digits! Today was also the first day she wouldn’t let me kiss her in front of her friends (I knew it would happen eventually, but still I wished…)

Let us for just a moment go back to 1991… We had our little family (2 boys and a girl) when one day I was standing at the kitchen sink (that seems to be a place of revelation for me) I knew then that we would have one more child! I already knew that there would be no more homemade babies and I already had a heart made child. The next would be a child of prayer (and hopefully not a boy!) That night I told Garry that one day we would have four children…I was laughed at!!! Our hands were full and the bank account was empty. The next morning he looked at me and sighed…’Dawn we are going to end up with four children.’ (apparently the bedroom is his place of revelation)

At this point we had one 14 year old sleeping in the guest room, but we knew that would be temporary. For the next 10 years 17 more children of all ages would be in and out of our home and lives. We were not meant to keep any of them. About this time I was getting frustrated where was this little girl God had promised to me?

Georgia Melody, she danced into my heart the moment a woman put her into my arms and told me ‘go ahead…she’s yours.’ She has been dancing ever since. Ten years I waited for this beautiful girl and now I have had ten years of one great big party that never ends… I have learned that while I don’t understand girls it isn’t necessary to understand my daughter’s dance… just enjoy it!!!
Happy birthday George…let’s dance until my shoes wear out!


A daughter is a gift of love.