I've replayed the day Bridget was born a million times...and I hate saying (and remembering) that the day was filled with sadness and uncertainty. It makes me madthough I'm not sure at exactly who or whatthat we wasted that day being somber when we should have been celebrating. I feel sad for the kids, for Chris and for me, and for our extended family and friends who were worriedheart heavyfor us.

If we knew then what we know now, we would have been celebrating. The little girl that arrived in our lives that Sunday in July was the best thing that ever happened to us. She is everything that is good about Life.

I've re-written the moments in my mind to go something like this:

We were just beginning.

A beautiful life awaited us-- and it was far more beautiful than we'd imagined.

It is the day we got her; the day that everything came together.

It is the day we began living in the light...