Seven springs.
Dear magical being,
Now you are seven, seven springs old. So full of colour, of zest, of strength and sensitivity, so funny and smart. You are still the wildcat I described while you were in my womb, and I applaud that, your craziness. And now, as you grow into a big girl, there are new sides opening up. A sense of stillness, the way you immerse yourself in books. The responsibility you take for your siblings. Your understanding of diplomacy and how to communicate when things are difficult. Your understanding of the world. It is magical and fascinating to see you grow.
Being with you is such an amazing journey, I am so lucky to be a part of it.
Love you more than the universe, my Freja! Happy birthday!
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