EMILY ESTHER HART turns 27 years young tomorrow. I remember the day she arrived like it was yesterday, of course.
But I'm having a hard time with the whole 27 years ago thing. Twenty-seven years? Really?
Where do the years go?
When I gathered with my brother and two sisters over Labor Day Weekend, one of the comments that came up was that we should always strive to make things better for our kids. For the most part, I think we've done that, or done our best to do it.
I'm going up to Macomb tomorrow morning and it will be great to see Emily again. She's rocking and rolling at Western Illinois and I'm a proud papa, for sure.
I'll just try to not think so much about how time passes so quickly.