I've learned more in the past two years about life and love than in the previous 30 years put together. Finley has been my teacher. I may worry endlessly about how she will handle teasing or if she'll be able to do normal everyday things like button up a shirt or tie her shoes. However, she shows me every day that she will be fine. She IS fine. She is better than fine, she is perfect.
Two years: too many doctors appointments, too many hospital stays and too much for one little body to go through.
Two years: too many people touch by her spirit, too many to count. Too many times I have been brought to tears with an overwhelming sense of pride that I am her mom.
The past two years have made me strong. I'm a better mom, a more loving wife and a much more decent and accepting person.
Happy Birthday my sweet baby!
