I have been told the story many times in my life - about how special the day was when my mama first saw me. How precious and small I was. (Although, even then I have been told I had dimples in my butt...more on that another time........)! How I was everything she had ever dreamed of. I was the answer to a prayer. I could not possibly know at that moment how much love my mama had for me. Time and time again she has shown that love in many ways. As I have gotten older it is so apparent. She is so precious to me. I often wonder if I have lived up to what she imagined in those first moments.