Hallelujia!

When I turned 28 this year, I laughed when people joked that I was getting old..."no big deal, I'm still in my 20's" I told myself. It hit me this weekend, that I'm old no longer a teenager.

I remember when my sister was prego with my neice, and I remember the joy that I got when I read to Steph via my sister's belly button. I even remember her being born quite vividly...waiting what seemed like 'forever' in the bland waiting room, and eventually being ushered out the door w/ my aunt (who let me stop at the carnival in the parking lot of the hospital) to spend the afternoon with her and my cousin. Steph was born about a month premature and was rushed to Louisville to a children's hospital in a "baby buggy" a pint sized ambulance. Her first few weeks were spent there hooked up to many machines, and I got to watch her from the other side of the window, all except when one nurse "snuck" me back into the NICU so I could touch her little hand.

Steph has grown, just like all kids do. I remember not only when she was a baby, but through the toddler years on. Even though I was insanely jealous of her when I was little, I am in awe of her now, at the young lady she has become. A very talented musician, a great friend, a devoted sister in Christ, funny, compassionate, and so much more. This past weekend she was able to add yet another description, Honor Graduate.



(the booger turned in her honor cords before I could hog tie convince her to take pictures)!!

Here's to New Beginnings!!