Happy Heather Day

                         

Tomorrow is my daughter Heather's birthday.  I'll leave it up to her to tell you how old she is, but suffice it to say she's not a baby anymore. 

Heather was born on a Friday night at 10:26 pm.  It was an easy labor and delivery and a tiny, pink, beautiful little girl slid from my body into this world.  I wasn't much more than a little girl myself, but I was deliriously happy.  Somehow I knew she would be a girl and my husband and I named her Heather Lynn.  Her dimples showed up right away and in the nursery at less than an hour old, my precocious little girl kicked off her blanket and rolled to her side.

I thought she was the most beautiful baby in the world.  I told my mom that I couldn't have more children because I knew I wouldn't love them as much as I loved that baby.  My mom said there was enough love in our hearts to love as many children as God wanted us to have.

Heather was a pretty normal kid for growing up in a broken, re-broken and broken again home. I'd like to say our relationship was perfect, but it wasn't.  Gotta take the blame for a lot of that. I can't change what's past, but we have a wonderful relationship today.

                 

Heather lives in the mountains of Northern California.  It's been more than 2 years since I've been able to hug her or hold her and I miss her.  Fortunately, she has internet and a phone, so we are in almost daily contact.  She has 5 great kids.  Through all her struggles and there have been many, she has never given up on those children.  She's stronger than most women will ever hope to be.

I'm going to miss her day tomorrow because I am having surgery, but all the same I will be with her in spirit.  Below is a picture of Heather, her boyfriend Jason and 3 of her 5 kids.  If she had a journal, I'd send you all off to wish her a happy birthday. 

        HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HEATHER!!!!!!