Dear Gregg

Happy 29th Birthday!  Here is your birthday story for the 129th time:   You spent the last month before you were born laying vertical.  The Doctor figured you would naturally move.  But in those last weekly visits, you didn't budge.  A couple of weeks before your due date, the Doctor informed us that he would be out of town the same day.  By then, the likelihood of having a c section was a reality.  So, he told us when he would be in town and showed us a calendar, explaining that, because of the circumstances, we could pretty much pick a birthday.  Daddy and I considered the days.  I was born on April 26th, and Julianne was born on June 26th.  Here it was November, and the 26th seemed like a perfectly great birthday.  So we scheduled a c section when we knew the Doctor would be there.  You never decided to turn.  But we were thrilled to welcome you here to join your brother and sisters. 

Your life has been a blessing to me.  I can't begin to express my love for you, and Oh, the pride!  You are truly a treasured gift of perfection.  Happy Birthday, Gregg!  On this 26th day of November.  Have a wonderful real birthday and Thanksgiving all in one!

I love you dearly!!!

Mom

Daisy Mae Duck

My new favorite cartoon character . . .

She has a genealogy story that became personal to me today.  

But she was named after someone far greater.

October to November

"October is my favorite color".  I do love it, so.  And it's sad to pack up my friendly witches for another year . . . and the little orange lights around the front window and door . . . and the sweet recollection of laughter and imagination from beautiful grandchildren in Halloween costumes some let me sew in early September.  It's a calm season.  I do a lot of feeling the windows, because they turn cool and it makes me smile.  The doors and windows stay open most of the day.  October naturally turns into November, and as much as I long to keep it here, there is no turning back.  The good thing is, I'm really not afraid of November, it's just new.  And I also know that by the end of November, I will have thought and said at least a hundred times, "November is so overlooked,"  (especially when I think of Carianne, and those  little Crandell girls due soon).  So bring on the blessings! There is not a minute to spare.