21

It's hard to believe, but my oldest child, Shellynne, is 21 today.

I remember the day she was born. I remember walking the halls of the hospital while in labor, trying to hurry things along a bit. I remember hearing her cry for the first time. I remember they brought us a nice dinner and champagne after she was born to celebrate. I remember telling the nun what her name would be, and that poor nun trying to find a patron saint for the name "Shellynne". LOL

When we were ready to go home, the nursery staff brought Shellynne to me in a red stocking - an early Christmas present, they said. Indeed she was! A Solstice baby, to be sure.

Happy Birthday, Shellynne!