Birthdays and Baby Girls

Twenty-five years ago today, I woke up early in the morning, with the distinct impression that I was peeing the bed.  Upon closer examination, I discovered that my water had broken.  So off to the hospital we went.  Later that afternoon, the most beautiful baby girl on the planet came shooting - and I do mean shooting - into the world.

I am missing her so much.  I hate having her so far away, and not a part of my daily life.  I hope that some day things can be different.