:: Letter to Kennedie Faith ::

From the moment we found out your Momma was pregnant with you, we loved you. Each and every one of us. I didn’t know we could have so much love for an unborn child, but we did. And we do. The day we found out that you were a Princess, we prayed in the waiting room that you would be. Your Momma & I drove to the Dr.’s office discussing names & hoping that God would bless her with a beautiful & healthy girl. On June 30th, 2012, only 2 days after your due date, God did just that. From the moment we laid our eyes on you, we were filled with even more love. Grams, Uncle Aaron, Grandma Danielle, & Grandpa Dave were in the waiting room, while Heather & I helped your Momma bring you into this world. Grams came in to see you first, and everyone else was so jealous, because they wanted to get to see you too! After the nurse gave you a bath and did all of the necessary newborn things, they got to come see you too. When each person saw you for the first time, their faces lit up, as if the love each of us had began building up for you the day your Momma told us she was pregnant, was overflowing out of each of us. Your birth-day was a wonderful day. It is a day that I will never forget. It is a day that I feel blessed to have been a part of. It is the day, that you, my beautiful niece, changed all of our lives for the better. Happy Birth-Day sweet girl!

With Lots of Love,

Auntie Tara

"Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change..."
-- James 1:17

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