Dear Son/Daughter, I remember the first day I held you. The image is engraved in my mind. You were absolutely beautiful. I was amazed that God would bless me with a child and actually trust ME to raise you. What was He thinking?! How could I be trusted to do a good job? The thought of what the future held and all the responsibility that laid in front of your father and me was overwhelming and yet exhilarating. Excitedly, I held you. Again, I was amazed at God. How could He create you to Continue Reading