Happy Birthday to Stephanie, my older daughter. Today she turned 15, and I can't believe so many years have passed. I recall clearly the day she was born. She was delivered by C-section so she wasn't all misshapen and red like most newborns. She was a perfect little bundle of beauty with a thick shock of dark hair and big green eyes. To me she was the lovliest sight I'd ever seen in my life.
She's a young lady now and looking forward to her learner's permit instead of the latest Barbie, but one thing that has always been a part of her personality is her huge heart and deep sensitivity.
Happy Birthday, Steff. I love you more than I can ever say and I'm forever grateful that you're in my life.