18!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

Amara is 18!

18! 

18!

I can't even digest that.

18 years ago, Amara graced my life with her 9 lb 2 oz self and has been my shadow ever since.

I have loved her being my shadow.

I have loved watching her grow. 

I have loved watching her zest for life.

I have loved witnessing her passions develop.

I have loved having a front seat to her see her talents emerge.

I have not always loved the harder moments. 

The ones where she struggled and I was clueless.

I did not have good mothering but I strived to be to Amara what I did not have.

I pray it was good enough.

She was and is her own wise and strong self. 

She is, and always has been, an old soul in her teeny self.

Amara has always been thoughtful and kind. Sometimes taking too much on.

I hope she learns to let things go, as well as others stuff that is not hers.

Amara is magical and creative.

Amara is hardworking and a perfectionist.

I hope she learns to find balance with rest and play and that realizes sooner in life than later, that true riches come from a happy heart, tons of laughter and being awakened to her true self and her connection to all of creation.

My days blogging about Amara will mostly cease after this summer. I have two more years with Havana so I am sure she will be present in posts but this blog has been about their childhood; highlighting their adventures, capturing their magical adventures and travels, sharing stories about their mother so they can better know who she is and having a place to look back and she what their childhood was like. Memories fade but these photos and words will be their living document of the life of my two small gems.

Here are some glimpses of Amara's life before she turned 18.