i remember that imp who was born with a fully formed opinion on every thing. i remember the long plaits the early morning waits for the bus the school canteen and the fishball treats. i remember the latin words the first prom that tumblr blog and the driving lessons. i remember fights and tears and shared jokes and hopes.
i see an imp with a spirit that loves and a heart that is unafraid to dream. i see faith and faithfulness, grace and generosity. i could not be more proud of her.
even to your old age, I am He,
and even to gray hairs I will carry you!
I have made, and I will bear; even I will carry, and will deliver you.
- isaiah 46:4
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