I've always felt that Marie and I were in some way soul sisters. Whereas sometimes you feel family has to love you out of obligation, she has always out of choice (although sometimes I have began to wonder why)
I think she's one of the few people that have managed to find my obnoxiousness and over-emotional tendencies more amusing than annoying at this point. No matter what, she always has been & I know she always will be there for me. I can talk to her about anything and she always understands, and can generally make me smile no matter what my day has been like. I am one of the few lucky people in this world to have known my best friend my entire life, and hope to continue to do so for the rest of it.
I love her art, and her love of art...I love her, but out of all of her artistic expressions, I love her little artwork hand-formed by the fingers of God our Father the most.
She is the most beautiful thing I think I've ever seen...
...inside and out, throughout her being.
I don't believe I have ever seen such a beautiful baby, such a beautiful lady for that matter. Her smile has to be one of the most amazing things ever, her expression of pure joy. While I know what I feel has no comparison to her mother, sometimes I feel I've had a child myself. I can only hope that if God is willing to fix my hormones and allow me to have children one day, that I will be able to be the mother Marie is.
