Sixteen years ago today, my life made a rather amazing turn-around. One of the most wonderful things happened and since that time I've had so much more than myself to be concerned about. Around 1 PM I ran madly into a hospitol worried, scared, and excited all at once and upon approaching a large window I saw for the first time a naked lone child with a white bow in a wisp of hair atop her head and life hasn't been the same since. I stood there almost breathless. She was so tiny, 5 lbs and 11 ounces to be exact. She'd been delivered by emergency c-section, so I missed her grand entrance. I remember it so well, staring at her, seeing my own reflection in the nursery glass. I thought, am I capable of being her protector and guide in this world? Am I fitting to be a mentor to such a perfect little girl? I'm not sure I've been the best at it but I am profoundly certain I'm proud of the results. She is funny, smart, pretty and one of her Dad's best friends. Her constant presence has been my rock throughout these years. Y'all my daughter's 16 today and I'm one proud Pop!

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As to marriage or celibacy, let a man take which course he will. He will be sure to repent - Socrates

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