The passage of time....

On August 22, 2008 at about 3:30 p.m. a tiny little baby girl was placed in my arms. We stared at each other for a very long second. I started to cry, and we became a family. It's a moment that I look back to in awe and disbelief. To envision it is surreal because since that second, I've had to convince myself that I did not actually give birth to this little being. And though we have mourned the ignorance of her first six months in this world, it is still difficult to comprehend that she did truly grow only in my heart.

The year has been spectacular and difficult and heart-wrenching and inspiring. She is turning into an amazing little person. Strong, confident, beautiful; I'm so proud of her, and love her and her brother more that the world itself.