You turned six on August 1st, and although we could not be with you, Mommy had a Birthday cake delivered to your orphanage. We felt like this was a ridiculous gesture in a country that does make much of birthdays, but your father and I could not let this day pass without notice.
We were told that you hand-picked your "very best friends" that would be allowed to share in your special party, and that it was beautiful.
While you spent too many years in a crib because of your size, He was there. And when those visitors held you and made promises to return for you, He protected your heart. He waited with you.
One day, I will show you pictures of a little girl with a shaved head waiting for a Mommy with joy in her heart - I will show you Hope in a place where all hope was lost - and I will tell you Where it came from.
From the beginning, He created you with a plan for His Glory, and you are already a testimony to His grace.
Everything about you screams perfection to us, and every last inch of you is put together in a way that brings glory to our God, to the One who made you.
You expose the lies that this world tries to sell about the standards of beauty and worth for what they are; because your beauty is absolutely undeniable, and your worth has already been determined.
Your father and I know that one of our biggest challenges in raising you will be staying out of your way. We have noticed your determined nature, and we know that you will be fully-equipped for every good work that He has planned for you.
We do not see you as "disabled". We see you in the light of His Truth and His Word - we see you as Gifted, as Designed, as Purposed.
Because you led us
directly to your brother,
who is now our oldest son.
And while Aaron's letter is still being written,
it begins here - with the Hope that you have shown us.