My nephew Patrick is THE love of my life.
He's my first nephew, my first godson, and for a chick that was never really 'into' babies, he's the first baby I was ever really into.
It always gives me chills to hear my sister tell the story of his birth. After waiting 36 hours to deliver, she finally had Patrick via C-section. The part that gives me the chills each and every time is when she says 'As soon as they took him out of me, I looked at him, he looked at me, and the way he smiled at me grabbed my heart in a way that nothing's ever grabbed it before...it was instant love'.
It was pretty much the same way for me when I met him.
He was an adorable infant, a charming toddler and once he was in my life, I just couldn't get enough of him.
That feeling still holds true.
While life's tough in some way for everyone, life has been especially tough for Patrick. He's not always made the wisest decisions. Opportunities missed, hearts broken, potential of what might have been contrasted to a life of what is.
Happy Birthday, Patrick.
I sincerely hope with all my heart that this will be your best year yet.
Love you always and forever -