Dear Cheyenne~
Well little girl. It's your 12th birthday!!!! My God. I remember the day that you were born so clearly. I remember holding your tiny little body in my arms at the hospital on your very first day of life. Jan 13th 1997. That day I discovered the most beautiful creation that my eyes have even seen. Your head was perfectly round, your little hands gripped my fingers so tightly, as if you've known me for a thousand lifetimes. You smelled so sweet and your newborn skin was delicatly soft. You were truly a vision to behold. I have watched you grow up from this tiny, innocent little baby. Into a wonderful, beautiful, intelligent, sweet, affectionate little girl. Some day you will be considered a woman to all who know you. But to me Cheyenne? You'll always be that little girl who wants to hug me and sit on my lap. The one who wants me to read bedtime stories to.
I know you've been through so much in your 12 years. I know what you carry in your heart. The joys and the sorrows. I can't promise you that life will ever be easy Cheyenne. But I do promise you that I will be here for you today and always just as I have been for these past 12 years.
I love you Cheyenne.
Always,
Your God Mother
Aunt Connie
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