21 years ago, I woke up to the familiar pangs of labor. Uncle and Auntie picked up the older 2 and whisked them off to church with their cousins. Doug and I took a walk in the pear orchard across the street until it seemed time to go to the hospital. It was a beautiful sunny day. Daniel was born during the SuperBowl---his dad can tell you those details. His Aunt Donna was there also. It was a joyful day!
Today, on the first day of his official majority, he is a man with a heart for God, an eye for beauty, an ear for music, a mind for learning, a seeker of truth, a love for family, a cultivator of friendship, one who practices hospitality, hands that will serve and work hard, at home in nature, with a delightful laugh.... and so much more.
Happy Birthday Daniel!! Your mama loves you :-)