This morning at the breakfast table the children seemed to be lashing out at each other. I told them I didn't like it and that we were really going to have to work on being kind to each other. My oldest daughter seemed to be really quiet and I saw her starting to tear up. I brought her into the kitchen and said,"Emily it's o.k. to cry." She is my child who very rarely shows her emotions. I just hugged her and let her cry which is a first for her. After a while I asked her if she wanted to talk. She just looked at me with tears running down her face and said," I would have had another baby brother." Nothing else was said we just held each other and cried. I think we both needed that. It is amazing to me how she is no longer my little girl but now my young lady. What a
beautiful young lady she has become. I am proud to call her my daughter and look forward to the years ahead as she continues to blossom.