29 years ago, 2 days after Mother's Day you were born. 7 lbs, 7 oz of pink baby doll. There was not a mark on you. The nurses didn't want to let you go and all commented on how pretty you were. 2 weeks overdue and after 17 hours labour, they seemed to think you should have been more bruised looking. But you were picture perfect. Tuesday's child is full of grace. Of personal grace, indeed you were.

Several times in your life we shared the special day, your birthday and Mother's day combined. I do wish you were still here with me. Give me strength to get through the next week.