Always hold my hand...

My little, tiny Ashley turned 17 today.  I’m still in some stage of disbelief about this fact - she was only 6 lbs…just yesterday, wasn’t it?…tiny in size, but huge in spirit - so, I guess not that much has changed.  I can take some comfort in that.

Of my kids, Ashley (although the smallest) was always the “fighter” in the bunch - even compared to the boys.  But, most often than not, she was fighting for good and not evil:  Like the time a much bigger bully was hurting her “big sister”, Kayleigh, and Ashley gave him a pummeling he wouldn’t soon forget - even though she only weighed around 25 lbs. or so….all while wearing a frilly dress!

One of the things I’m most proud of in my life, is the fact that all of my children are compassionate even to the point of personal sacrifice - and Ashley embodies this, heart and soul!

She’s nearly an adult now….much to my personal conflict.  And a beautiful one - inside and out….

And I love you so...

Of course, to me, she’ll always be my tiny little fighter…climbing trees in a frilly dress and an unfortunate, yet adorable, haircut she decided to give herself…..

but I digress….

Happy Birthday, my sweet Ashley.

I love you so!  Love, Mom