I’m behind now on two birthday posts, which I’ll make up soon.  This weekend our family is celebrating this babe.  Eight years old, yesterday.  I keep thinking about the day she was born and all of the miracles and all of the people who were in just the right place.  Life is so hard sometimes.  But looking at closed doors only blinds us to all of the doors that opened.


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