December 16th


Thirteen years ago, today, at around 8pm, you were born.  Every time I drive by the exit for the hospital, it reminds me of that day.  The moment you were born, you looked right at me and had me in awe.

I remember you being measured and weighed, swaddled by the nurse, and then handed to me to hold in my arms until I was able to hand you to your mom.  Every. Second. Was. A. Gift.

Happy birthday, Sky.

I love you.

PS- Had anyone told me thirteen years ago that for your 13th birthday (and each since 2013) I wouldn’t be celebrating with you but instead only able to wish you happy birthday from a blog entry, I would not have believed them.  And, as you would always want to be sure Kaitlyn was included with you, I want her to know the same applies to her by saying “and Kaitlyn, too.”

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