You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.
You make me happy when skies are grey.
You’ll never know, dear, how much I love you.
Please don’t take my sunshine away.
I sing those words to Willow every night before putting her to bed. It’s a routine that started shortly after she was born.
At the time, I picked the song because I liked the tune. But now, it seems as if the song picked her. Like, it was meant to be. Willow is sunshine.
And today, this little ray of sunshine is celebrating her golden birthday. She’s 4 on the 4th.
I’d be lying if I said the past 4 years have been easy. In fact, the skies have been grey many times since Willow’s arrival. But, like the song goes, Willow makes us happy when skies are grey.
Willow makes us laugh during hard times.
Her smile literally warms our hearts.
Her hugs brings life when everyday struggles leave us feeling lifeless.
Willow is sunshine.
And today, this golden girl is being celebrated.