
It was a gorgeous day just like this, around this time of day, when she was born. I like that her birthday is such an integral part of spring, usually right when all the trees are bursting into full bloom.
I was a mess last night, but feel better today. We're making cupcakes to decorate later, and Emily and my mom are playing outside making a "fair". I'll head on out with Max to see what's going on once the cupcakes are out of the oven.
11 years old! I can't even imagine what she might be like. She'd be more preteen than child; maybe even as tall as I am. I wish she was still here to be Emily's big sister and to dote on Max, but her spirit does still remain and permeate everything.