It Was 20 Years Ago Today . . . Again

Milestones. You know those events that come along that force you to "put a stake in the ground", "set up a marker", and cause you to remember. I can be a little nostalgic at times and especially when it comes to family and specifically our daughters. I tear up just thinking about them, their accomplishments, and how quickly time passes by in life.

Today, "Janjuary" 11th, Morgan turns 20 years old. She came into the world a little after 3am on a cold, January morning in Nashville, Tennessee. It was a pretty remarkable entry for me. When Sondra went into labor with Shelbi I was in FL at camp (see that story here), so all the lead up to birth was new to me even though it was my 2nd time to witness birth.

Morgan made a great entrance and has been entering everywhere since pretty much the same way. She has a quiet demeanor, but is full of life and is hysterical. She is accused many of times of being just like me, and in many ways she is, but there are numerous ways she is her own person. I remember the night she prayed to receive Christ. I remember the times she has made some hard decisions to "go against the crowd" when the crowd was engaging in some borderline or "over the line" behavior. She is friends with everyone. She is quick to be completely honest with those she loves and cares for deeply. She is a leader who began to blossom in her middle school years.

She is scared to death of birds and bugs but is slowly moving to just moderately immobilized at the sight of either of these creatures. She is prone to injury and strep although strep is becoming more of a thing of the past. She is a good student. She loves her sorority sisters and they love her. She has a heart for God and for people. You see her here serving with kids in Honduras. She loves gifts! And she is an incredible gift to our family and to all her know her!

Morgan, I love you. Thanks for all the joy you bring to our family. Thank you for teaching your dad much about life. Thanks for loving Christ and people.

One other thing . . . when you are lying on a hospital bed after surgery and you ask me, "Am I going to die." I will answer again, "Yes sugar. You are going to die, but today is not your day." I am just that kind of comforting father. Love you.