Every year on your birthday, I write you a letter. Each year, I wonder if next year I'll view October 22nd as "just" your birthday and not have a roller coaster of emotions. In case you're wondering, it won't be this year. :)
Year 4 has been a big year for your, girly. You have had 5 major surgeries in the last year: a VEPTR attempt/bone grafts, two VEPTR insertions, a jaw distraction/gtube placement, and jaw hardwear removal. That's enough for anyone in their whole lifetime, but that's just a year in the life of Abby.
But you know what? This year has been HUGE for you in so many other ways, because you are not defined by your surgeries. You "graduated" from Infants and Toddlers, started pre-k at big kid school, continue to love Young Athletes, have made leaps and bounds in eating, have wonderful friendships, have surpassed all of our expectations for physical therapy (especially with all of those surgeries!), started taking dance lessons, love to sing, dance, and perform, and...if it is possible...are sassier than ever!
Abby, never forget who you are. You aren't the girl with that crazy-rare syndrome. You're not the girl who has a bunch of surgeries. You aren't the kid with all the scars. You are Abigail Elizabeth Joy, and your name shouts the JOY that you share with everyone! You are the daughter of the King, and you have been fearfully and wonderfully made in His image. My prayer for you is that you will always know how loved you are. God made you perfectly.
I love you too, Little One. And you'll always be my sunshine, my ladybug, my hot stuff, my little lady, AND my girlfriend...no matter what Daddy says! :)