Somewhere...

Somewhere out there...remember that old song Feivel the mouse sang in An American Tail? That song is on my mind tonight as I'm thinking of a woman...somewhere out there. A woman who is remembering a night seven years ago when she was laboring over a small baby. A baby who was born helpless. Unable to eat. Unable to get the proper nourishment to survive. Somewhere there is a woman who cared for nine months to nurture her unborn child...a beautiful girl she would not be able to raise. Somewhere out there...whoever you are...I thank you tonight. Your baby girl is beautiful. She is smart. She is kind. She is compassionate. She is a tribute to the courageous woman you must be. I wish you could see her as she dances and twirls everywhere she goes. I wish you could hear her giggle as her daddy tucks her in at night. I wish you could feel the sweet press of her now-repaired lip as she kisses and smooches everything she loves. I wish you could smell the scent of her long beautiful hair after it dries from her bath. I hope you know that somewhere out there...I'm praying for you tonight.