What fun to look at all the pictures I took this day and remember how sweet Micah was. Such a tender and sensitive soul. I find myself uttering many prayers that he can survive me. Being his mother has given me an urgent feeling of the need to already be changed, not just work on becoming the person I want to be. It's terrifying sometimes.
Such a full day with so many memories. I'm not sure why I ended up with more pictures of food than people. Maybe I was really hungry. At any rate, Micah Ryan I love you and am honored to be your mother.