First Little Girl

Thirty years ago, today, our family was blessed with a beautiful baby girl. My sister gave birth to my niece. Even though she is not mine naturally, she is naturally mine. She was only a bit over five pounds when she was born and we called her an oven stuffer, just like the chicken. I remember waiting patiently for the telephone call, that said she had arrived. In those days there were no cell phones, so I called the hospital from every pay phone I passed. She has grown up to be the nicest woman I know. She is kind, caring and smart. She has married someone just like her. I wish her the best birthday ever. Happy 30th birthday "J".