All good things come in threes

You were only 5, when you started to read and write. Still in kindergarten and so eager to learn. You couldn't wait to go to elementary school. Always looking for new books to read. You were a cute little girl and very articulate for your age. And then all of a sudden, you were 10. I think the year you became 10, was one of the best school years in elementary school. Your class went away on a field trip for a whole week, sleeping over and all. The teacher adored you and you were a very good student. Always good grades without much effort.

Today you have become 15.. I can't believe you are already 15.. You were just so tiny when you came into this world. You screamed your lungs out. That was the day you were born. You never cried much in the years to come. Oh believe me, you are sensitive, let's say high sensitive. You don't like it when people get mad at you. It makes you cry. Getting emotional after having seen something moving on TV, is not uncommon for you. But you never cried like other children did: to get their way. That's not you. You were never a nag or a pain in the neck. You still aren't.

Happy Birthday my sweetie. I love you very much xx