16 years ago I remember getting up early to go fishing with my family.
I then remember that really bumpy dirt road we were traveling on, on the way home.
Is that what did it mom? That bumpy road?
Because shortly after that, our little firecracker was born!
I also remember being devastated that I couldn't watch the fireworks with my mom and dad.
I had to watch them with my Aunt Misty instead. (sorry Misty, you know I love ya)
Side story:
During the delivery of Kennedy, I was able to be next to my mother.
The anesthesiologist (sp?) was at the lake (cause that's what you do on the 4th of July)
therefore, I heard my mom say, "I don't think we're going to make it!"
Meaning, getting the epidural.
But in my 7 year old mind, I thought she meant she didn't think "they" were going to make it,
as in my mom and Kennedy.
I, then, was so scared of loosing my mom, I asked if I could go sit with my Grandma Marcia.
I knew she could comfort me.
I remember hearing her sweet cry.
Yeah, I still remember.
I knew they would both be ok.
we love you
Happy sweet 16 little sister!
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Happy 4th of July