Sometimes it's the little thing....

On May 24th, eight years ago... I stood in a delivery room and I waited for a life to be brought into the world.

Eva Lee Hunter.

I can remember my sister calling me, telling me that she was in labor. I can remember her calling me and telling me that she was on the way to the hospital. I can remember watching my beautiful niece coming into the world. I watched as the doctors took her away, as they worked on her because she wasn't breathing. I remember feeling the complete terror that there was nothing they could do. I touched her hand as they wheeled her to the top of the building where they air lifted her to a different hospital that could save her life. In one moment this perfect person.... that had yet to live.... was in so much danger.

On May 24th, 2013 Eva turned eight years old.  She survived her birth. I am so grateful for that.

She makes me smile every moment I see her. She is perfect in every single way.

Yesterday on her birthday, I called her and she asked me if I would be there for her birthday party (which is tomorrow) and I told her that I didn't think I could make it. She was in tears she was so upset. But.... Tomrrow I will be making the drive to Jackson, after working an eight hour shift at work, only to be able to stay for one day... just so that I can see my beautiful niece on her birthday.

There are times when life is horrible. There are times when life feels like.... there is nothing worth it. And then I look at this beautiful amazing person. A person that looks at me like I am the greatest thing in the world. A person who wants me to be there. A person who always asks me when I will come see her. She is perfect. She makes me care. She makes me realize that everything is worth it.

Happy birthday to my beautiful little girl. I hope my surprise goes over well.