To my beautiful Kitty,
Today is your 9th Birthday. We wrapped your presents in the same silks we have always used for your’s and Teddy’s birthday gifts and set them in a pile in the middle of our bedroom floor for you to find when you came in to snuggle with us in the morning. They looked so pretty… pinks and blues and greens in the soft morning sunlight. They reminded me of you… you are pretty like that; soft and gentle and shimmering in truth. Your dad and I are so very proud of you.
We have watched you blossom into a new era this year. Whereas before, you would spend hours and hours playing with your treasures in your room, now, you spend that same amount of time working on your art. You have inherited your granny’s artistic talent and your grandfather’s tenacity and you work for long periods of time perfecting your drawings. You have a fever to draw and can hardly wait to start each morning. You begin in pencil, making a rough outline of what you see in your mind. Then, you make more detailed sketches and rub out the original pencil. You will work for half an hour on a princesses face, making sure her eyes are in the right place and the curls in her beautiful long hair fall in just the right way. Watching you work like this amazes me… how do you know to put her nose in that spot or the horses legs so far apart? And, as I watch you work, I marvel at how you stick at your task. I have tried to draw like you but when I can’t seem to draw her neck the right length, I get frustrated and scrmple up my paper. You don’t… you try again, rub out your mistake and try again until it is just right! I see now that painting is just as much hard work as it is talent and I am so happy to see that you have both. I can’t wait to see where your art takes you.
We have also watched you learn to read and write this year. I loved what your granny said the other day… that seeing how much you love reading and writing, she wished she hadn’t worried so much that you started later than other children in America. I’m so glad your dad and I followed our hearts and let you stay in your childhood imagination for as long as you wanted, knowing that you would transition into a new realm when you were good and ready. You have explored this wondrous imaginative space to its fullest, drinking it into your beautiful soul, possessing it all so that now it is mature inside you and you are ready to take it with you into the next phase of your life.
You are a jewel in our family and your sparkle blesses each one of us many times every day. Thank you for your love and gentle, caring spirit. Thank you for remembering every little detail of everything. Thank you for helping your brother when he needs you. And thank you for all the joy and beauty you bring into our family.
We love you more than words can say.