My fellow brown bear, the one who shares my hair, my skin-tone, my attitude -- is 14-years old today,
Although Kacee and I have many physical similarities -- her heart, competitive spirit and compassion separates us.
Kacee Mae aka, "Chucci" gives me all of the feels as a parent.
On the basketball court she is not afraid of taking the longest of threes, loves generating oohs and aahs from her passes, and will 'break a girl's ankles' as she drives to the hoop.
On the pitch she loves the assist as much as she loves striking a goal from outside the box. Her competitive spirit is something that humbles me.
In the classroom she continues to challenge herself and is equally competitive by taking high school courses in the 8th grade.
After learning her older brother did well on the ACT she openly predicted she would score higher and started researching when should take the exam.
But what separates this girl from the pack is not her athletic drive or academic success -- it is the passion for which she lives her life and the compassion she has for others.
If Kacee feels a person has been wronged, she has found the conviction to try to make a difference.
Twice this past year we have butted heads over what she felt was my lack of fairness to her siblings. She was wrong ... but my god, I was proud.
I loved her a little more each time.
Kacee will be a freshman at Northview in the fall. If you watch BCSN, you'll likely see her play and hear my voice. "She was born on a Friday night and that's how she lives her life." -- is how I have described her on previous birthdays. She is not afraid to be loud or to have fun ... but she is way more than this description.
Kacee is not afraid to be herself.
Happy Birthday, Chucci. You hear the words "I love you" from me every single day ... but know you give me a new reason each time I tell you.
Don't stop. Never quit.