Once upon a time, there was a rare little girl born to a family who had been wishing and waiting for her for a long time.
Her parents were madly in love with each other and anxious to have a sweet, pink little baby girl on which to shower their frills and kisses. They yearned for a daughter who would need the rivers of love and attention they had to offer.
This little girl was born into the protection and adoration of three wonderful big brothers and many far-flung grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins who were over the moon excited to see her for the first time.
She entered the world with eyes that would soon turn the color of Caribbean shallows, but she lived in the desert. Already evincing miracles. She was a delicate, whispery thread of loveliness spun from the heart of her unusually beautiful mother. And she was destined for grand adventures.
Clearly on a path to uniqueness, this little speck of a girl delighted her family by preferring edgy rock music to nursery rhymes.
She started off life as a good eater, nursing and bonding and cooing throughout the day, every day. All day long, even at parties. Never stopping except to breathe. Even at The Lazy W. She was hungry because she had a lot of growing to do. She knew deep inside her wordless but thriving mind that she would be needing the energy.
Every strand of her gypsy tutu represented a wish bestowed on her life. Cheetah print for speed and agility when she might need it, red lace for romance when the time is right, gingham for wholesomeness. Graphics for sharp thinking. Blue seersucker for extensive daydreaming beneath the clouds, paisley for growing things, denim for hard work
Now the whole world, and not just the desert, is waiting to see what this special little girl does with her life. Which paths she might follow, what webs she might weave. How the blue of her eyes might change when she falls in love, and how she uses the magic in her tutu.
This little girl was born into the protection and adoration of three wonderful big brothers and many far-flung grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins who were over the moon excited to see her for the first time.
She entered the world with eyes that would soon turn the color of Caribbean shallows, but she lived in the desert. Already evincing miracles. She was a delicate, whispery thread of loveliness spun from the heart of her unusually beautiful mother. And she was destined for grand adventures.
Clearly on a path to uniqueness, this little speck of a girl delighted her family by preferring edgy rock music to nursery rhymes.
She made a point to wear her Gypsy Princess tiara in reverse
to remind her loved ones to switch perspectives now and then.
Every story has more than one side.
She started off life as a good eater, nursing and bonding and cooing throughout the day, every day. All day long, even at parties. Never stopping except to breathe. Even at The Lazy W. She was hungry because she had a lot of growing to do. She knew deep inside her wordless but thriving mind that she would be needing the energy.
On certain days, when the breeze was just right,
this little Gypsy Princess would wear her tutu.
Now the whole world, and not just the desert, is waiting to see what this special little girl does with her life. Which paths she might follow, what webs she might weave. How the blue of her eyes might change when she falls in love, and how she uses the magic in her tutu.
Whatever happens to her, whatever surprises she finds,
she will be wrapped in love till the end of time!
We are so pleased to know Princess Riley.
xoxoxoxo
This is so very sweet! *I* want to meet and love on Riley!
ReplyDeleteLovely! May she be wild forever!
ReplyDeleteI'm one of the lucky ones who's had the pleasure of meeting this adorable little pink princess and can't wait to see her again! I hope to be included in some of her "grand adventures," along with her awesome big brothers!! Rock on Princess Riley! Love always, Aunt Linda
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