She flashes those baby blues.  She is beautiful. She has grown inches over the past year.  All the kids have.  Death and cancer have that effect.  Her tender heart still unsure.  Her writing reflecting her struggle.  She turns 12 today.  Her last year before the teens.  And I marvel at how she has grown.  How this little baby born on one of the holiest of nights,  has turned into a lovely young woman.  Her smile lights up a room.  She is the first to snuggle of all our kids.  Her ... View Post