Today is the birthday of our baby girl, Michelle. She was the smallest and most perfect person I had ever seen on the day of her birth. When I held her head in my right hand as she slept when she stretched out, her feet almost touched the bend of my elbow.
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Two days old |
She was and will always be my Itty-Bit, my Ichy-Michy even though I am forced to concede neither of those nicknames plays well these days (so I hardly ever use them and never in public. Well, except for you on the Interweb).
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At Oma and Opa's |
Michelle no longer can sleep in the crook of my arm. There are times when her pace is so frenetic I'm not sure when she does sleep. I more often than not read about her exploits and adventures on things like Facebook when I get up in the morning.
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Bet you didn't know I still had this one |
Michelle completed her studies as a music major at Eastern Connecticut, captivated her Kyle as she moved along, and is helping people stay safe and healthy as a member of a hospital in the heart of Old Virginia.
And while I know the world will be braced for her, I can't help but believe she'll make her mark. And I hope she'll always remember that no matter how far apart we are, we will always share the same sky and the same moon and stars.
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