Time like an ever rolling stream, has brought my dear sister through eighteen years of life. On this day, in 1988, Melissa was born, a wee little thing with a dark splash of hair on the top of her tiny head. Her baby blue eyes soon turned into a deep green, her cry went from those first sweet sounds of an infant, to a toddler, then continued to those of a little girl, and now her sweet melodious voice rings with true love and dedication to her family, and more importantly, to her Lord.
She is a testimony of being trained in the ways of God. She is patient, gentle, kind, and ever showing mercy. When all else fails, I am sure to find a stronghold in Melissa. She is my confident, my sister, my friend.
Dearest Melissa, you will never know how deep my love for you is. Happy Birthday, Cherished One! ;-)