The Party

The cake...

The presents...

The birthday girl...

In trying to keep my mind focused on the goodness of her birthday, I reminded myself that on her birthday 5 years ago I was not able to spend every minute with her.  In fact there were hours upon hours that I was not able to be with her and when I was with her I was not able to touch her.

This year, I spent every minute with her.  I touched her, kissed her and held her whenever I wanted.

I helped her open her presents and read all of her cards to her.

There were no machines separating us, no ventilators, no tubes and wires, and no restrictions on visiting hours.  It was just family, at home and all together.  

 You give us way more than we could ever give you, Happy Birthday baby girl!!