Madison turned four this week on April 19th. There seemed to be a tangible change, too, this week, as if she actually became older. Her sentences seem to be fuller and richer. She just seems to much older.
I can't believe it has been four years. Four years ago on Thursday, we were in the hospital in Bremerton, Washington. She's still my reason, and I love her and Morgan and Amy more than anything in the whole world.
Next year, she will be singing happy birthday with her Grandma Cathy and the rest of my family in Illinois, where there is actually a spring season by April 19th.