Happy Birthday, Grace

Yesterday was her birthday.  Trevor took me to get her name tattooed on my heart.  I don’t need the physical reminder, but I like it.  I will never again try not to acknowledge her existence, or who she briefly was in our lives.  Trevor loves her, too.  He said his boss would understand if he didn’t go back to work on his daughter’s birthday.  We both cried.  A lot.

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