Dear God,

     Groundhog Day today.  I hold this day very special in my life.  Not for the rodent.  I got pregnant today, 30 years go, with my son, my only child.  We traced it back.  GD day holds a very different, joyous meaning for me.  I caught it very early, so my pregnancy seemed to last forever, and I wanted to cut him out around my 5th month.  I wanted to see him and be with him so bad.  I had a home birth (well, my mom’s house) and it only lasted 4 ½ hours start to finish.  2 hours was just pushing his big, old head out.  I wouldn’t trade that whole experience of those 9 months for anything in the world.  And it started today.

     I’m still trying to reason in my head why this...

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