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Happy Birthday Abby

I can't believe my beautiful littlest niece is a year old. I will always remember being by the pet store in Southwest Plaza when Stephanie called me and told me they had a baby waiting for them. A newborn, who needed a family. I will remember watching Stephs kids for that first weekend, the insanity of 5 kids from 0 to 6. I will always be grateful for the friends I called to help me, who dropped everything and came. I remember watching my husband try to get this tiny baby to take a bottle, the excitement we felt when she ate more than one ounce. She was a beautiful baby and has grown into an adorable little one year old. I love her fire, her dark complexion and the perfection she adds to the wood family. I admire my big sis for her willingness to open her heart, with a chance of being gravely wounded, but obeying the call to care "for widows and orphans". I will remember reading Stephs email saying parental right have been severed. I can't wait for the day when she is officially a member of our family, instead of just our hearts. Happy First Birthday Abby!





Comments

Kari said…
Beautiful blog entry Gretch...very touching and sincere.
HAPPY 1st BIRTHDAY, ABBY!
You are such a big girl and growing up so fast!
:)
Jennifer McHam said…
I can't believe it's been a year already!!! Time sure flies! I'm so excited for Abby and your sister. Both hearts have been changed forever...

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