Tess Stern was born on a snowy, 7-degree day in the middle of the heartland. She’s our only true Cornhusker – thus, the red hair. She came during a really difficult and dark time in my life and her arrival into our world was the clearest picture I’ve ever seen of how God makes all things new. He’s always at work. Always building. Always beautiful.
Besides her beautiful red hair, Tess walks life out with a quiet dignity that gives her a sense of mystery…like you just can’t quite figure her out. She’s definitely picked up the Stern woman sass and can deliver a clever line in a way that I’m sure will get her in trouble one day, but for now just makes me laugh and proud. Her love for Jesus and family is something I treasure and her loyalty to friends is something that I – at 42 – envy. Without a doubt, I am blessed to know her and beyond blessed to be her mom.
I love you, Miss Stern. Happy Birthday.