Time Flies

It has almost been a year.

Just a few more minutes, and it will be a year since we finished cookies and got in the car to head to the hospital, in what would be the beginning of one of the most amazing journeys imaginable.

She’s just as beautiful now as she was that morning, all wrinkly and pink, crying for all the universe to hear of her arrival.  Our little lamb.  Our little Rachel.  She is still attacking the world with joy and wide-eyed wonder. 

Now she just has a cooler hat.