It was 14 years ago today that my niece, Megan, was born.
I remember the first time I saw her so clearly. She was eight days old. I wasn’t really into babies at that time and I remember my first thought about her was, “Wow, she sure farts a lot.” Of course, that didn’t matter because I had loved her from the moment I found out I was going to be an auntie. Farting or not, this kid was going to have a special place in my heart forever.
When she was two, I remember thinking that she was just the most beautiful little girl. Soft skin, blue eyes, silky blonde hair. She was so shy that I could hardly ever get her to acknowledge me, even though I did every crazy thing I could think of to make her giggle. Even though she had a hard time warming up to the aunt she hardly ever saw, I loved her with all my heart anyway.
When she was four, I watched her have a full-on crazy temper tantrum and thought she was definitely not the angel I’d always thought she was. LOL. Yet I still felt my heart swell every time I was near her and I started to think it would be pretty cool to have a little girl of my own someday.
The years since Megan was little have completely flown by and even though we don’t get to hang out as much as I would like, I’ve always loved her as only an auntie can love a niece. I’ve been proud of her and angry at her and annoyed at her. She’s made me laugh out loud until my stomach hurts and made me cringe inside at her sometimes offhanded “teenagedness”.
I also think she’s absolutely beautiful and I can’t wait to see how each year continues to change her. I can’t wait to see what kind of adult she grows into. I can’t wait to see where life takes her and which paths she will choose. Mostly, though, I usually just can’t wait to see her because she lives far away from me.
Happy Birthday Megger. I love you all the way up to the moon and back. I hope you had a great day today.
Love Auntie Jo.