I'm more than a little sentimental today. Today marks my son's 15th birthday! In fact, as a write this post - exactly fifteen years ago my water had broken and I was arguing with my ob/gyn about whether I really HAD to go to the hospital or not. (3 false labors -- I was a little tired of that hospital. ... And the sweet old Pink Ladies were getting on my nerves asking "Oh, you're back, dear?" grrrrrrr.......) So I decided to pen a letter to my boy. I made sure to post it on social media so that he would ACTUALLY see it (and so that I could embarrass him appropriately). Maybe one day soon I'll share his story. But for now, I'm just thankful for today. Dear son: 15 years ago today, I knew that you were on your way. I knew that the very thing your Daddy and I had prayed for (for years) was coming to be, and I'd finally be able to hold my son in my arms. And I prayed a little more. We prayed a long time, very speci...