If you think for one second that I'm going to sit quietly by and let November 4, 2011, come and go without acting like it's a big deal, you have obviously forgotten whose words you're reading. Praise the Lord; I'm turning 40 in a couple of days! Regarding this "age," I am not sad, depressed, angry, disappointed, or remotely afraid. Four decades. That's quite an accomplishment, a tribute to my momma, a celebration of my dad, and my reminder of the many people who have helped me along life's way. Many of those names are signed on the pages above. Isn't it amazing how technology has changed the way we welcome babies to the world within an instant of their arrival?
I am the product of a lot of love with a dash of rotten and eternity of faith, and one who has been blessed with forgiveness, second chances, and a constant reminder from my parents that I am part of something much bigger than myself.
For those of you mothers who think your kids won't appreciate all the scrap books you have tirelessly worked to create, this is proof that you're giving them a priceless gift.
