Katie

Happy birthday, Katie.  Twenty-eight years ago today, I learned the meaning of unconditional love.  Twenty-eight years ago, I learned what patience meant.  Twenty-eight years ago, I learned what it meant to love someone so much it hurt.  Twenty-eight years ago, Katie came into my life.  I learned that I could eat cold food, function on a few hours of sleep a night, and know the joy of being a mom.  You have taught me a lot (in fact you and your sisters have taught me a lot) and still continue to teach me every day.  Perhaps that is what made you become a teacher.  So Katie, I hope this year will be better than last, but not as good as next year.  That each year will get better and better for you.


~~Love Mom~~