Today is Maggie’s birthday. She is 5. She has been anxiously awaiting the age of 5, telling us for months that there were certain things she would be able to do. She awoke this morning and tried a cartwheel only to find that she still is unable to do one. I hate to see her hopes dashed at such a young age but it happens to all of us, eventually. I remember the day she was born. It was also a Sunday and we couldn’t wait to get the call from Nate to come to the hospital. We arrived and before long Nate sent us a text and picture of our new granddaughter. I felt such joy! I felt like I had been waiting for her all my life. Having grown up among many sisters, I always thought I’d have a daughter or two. And although it seemed that maybe I was missing out by not having a girl of my own, I am making up for it with my beautiful, brillant granddaughters. And, I am so appreciative of their parents who are shaping them to become responsible, loving people. I will never forget holding her in my arms for the first time, admiring all her features, seeing for the first time a beautiful dimple on the right side of her cheek.
Maggie at Mountain Green, Utah, searching for a Christmas tree.
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