Wednesday, August 1, 2012
When they first met
It was one of the sweetest moments in my life when we met Owen for the first time. They held him up, he cut the cord, they laid him across my chest. We were a family. I love my memories of when they first met. Paul's big hands and Owens tiny body. Paul would brush his finger across Owen's hand and Owen would grab on tight with all his might. I loved seeing their eyes meet and knowing it was the start of a sweet bond between father and son. Its hard to describe the moments that are etched in my mind from those first hours. I will always cherish these memories.