Dorrie has an inner light. I wish my camera could capture this invisible thing. Ignore her big blue eyes and her cornsilk hair. Her true beauty is in her voice, it’s intonation, the patient way she looks at you, the ridiculously detailed pictures she draws, the stories she writes, and the dances she spontaneously performs. She can make anyone feel a few moods brighter.
If you ask Dorrie where she is from, she will tell you matter-of-factly: “Sparkle, England.” I’m starting to believe she’s right about that.
Happy 5th Birthday, my sweetpea.
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