Today is the day our first child was born.
She lived 102 days. They were wonderful days....probably the happiest days of my entire life.
She would be 9 years old today.
I wonder what she would have looked like at age 9.
I wonder what kind of cake she would have asked for.
I wonder what she would have wished for when she blew out her candles.
Her birthday still makes me sad after all these years. But it also makes me thankful.
I am thankful that we were able to enjoy and love her for the days that she was here.
I am thankful that we held her almost every waking moment and even when she was sleeping.
I am thankful that we were blessed to be her parents.
I am thankful that she has a little sister who brings us joy and happiness every day.
I hope that those lucky few who got to meet her will remember Mady today and smile.