I could call her a bonus daughter, or an old friend.

She is a daughter, a sister, an aunt. A chef, a whipcracker, a dancer.

I can call her someone who I watched grow from a girl dancing like a gypsy to a young woman tall and strong.

Melody Happiest Birthday. ..may the sun shine bright on your back, the wind gentle through your hair, and grace carry your feet.

You are a beautiful one and I love you.