More than any other birthday, this one feels the biggest. I guess that’s what I can expect from here on out. I don’t know, but it’s making me really weepy. I’ve got all kinds of things to say about this amazing child that came into our lives with a sweet and soft song on a rainy Wednesday afternoon 15 years ago but I can’t bring myself to say any of it right now.
I guess the only thing I can say (without crying) is that it seems appropriate to be escaping for a few days in celebration of her birthday at Thanksgiving. I can think of nothing I am more thankful for right now than for the chance to focus what matters most for a few days. OK, never mind, I’m crying again.