her flowers that her daddy hand-delivered to her at school
Why, it seems like just yesterday...
February 24, 1996 - It's 11:24 am. My husband is standing beside the bed, encouraging me, rejoicing with me as, smiling from ear to ear, my doctor holds up our newborn daughter for us to see. In his thick Indian accent, he says, "She's bigger than I measured her and thought her to be." Eight pounds, eight ounces. She's just beautiful. Love like no other wells up inside me and spills over in tears. This is a miracle that you never get used to.
on her "birth" day
one year old
2 years old