Even though this year’s celebrations were tucked right between doctor’s appointments and recovery from my hysterectomy, I didn’t want your birthday to pass without pausing — really pausing — to capture who you are right now, at fourteen.
Sydney, I am amazed at the young woman you’re becoming. You are such a joy to be around. I always say I could have ten of you — you’re that easy to love. You’re funny, kind, and wonderfully coachable. Your sense of humor sneaks up at the perfect times, and your laugh is contagious in the best way.
I love the way you care for your friends — people are drawn to your warmth and your good spirit. And I’m constantly impressed by how responsible and loving you are with Kingston. You’ve become such a devoted dog mom, and it doesn’t go unnoticed how often you step in to help when life in our house gets busy.
You’ve also been so brave this year — trying new things, diving into Spanish Club, Dance Club, and so many other adventures. It’s been beautiful to watch you discover your interests and quietly excel at them all.
And then there’s your style. Somewhere in this past year, your confidence found its own voice — and suddenly, you know exactly what you like. Even when we don’t always see eye to eye (hello, “mom-approved” vs. “Sydney-approved” wardrobe debates 😄), I love seeing you stand your ground thoughtfully and respectfully. It shows how much you’re growing into your own person — while still trusting that Dad and I always have your best in mind.
I’m so grateful for you, Sydney. I couldn’t imagine life without your light in it. Fourteen feels impossible and perfect all at once. I just know the year ahead will stretch you in the best ways — into even more of the incredible young woman you’re meant to be.
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