One year ago today, around this time, a little girl started a very important journey. She only had to travel about a foot, but it was very hard work. When she finally arrived, and I saw my baby girl for the first time, I cried and cried. I'd never before felt those emotions so strongly.
Once she started moving, my daughter's trip that day only took a couple of hours. My own journey had already taken over 29 years. Although I had a significant head start, from that point forward, we've been moving down the road together.
Happy birthday, Gretchen.