It blows my mind that today my firstborn turns eighteen. Another big milestone! She'll celebrate with friends I'm sure, but I know it won't feel complete until our adopted greyhound Brody sings Happy Birthday to her before she blows out the candles on her cake. (He's very talented).
It's a day packed full of memories of all we've been through and the hopes and dreams for her future. A day as full as our cars eleven years ago when we moved from the Midwest to the South just days before her