I’m grateful to celebrate one of the most important days of my life, recalling the birth of my youngest daughter. There are certain events where we can be transported in time just like it was yesterday. This week was one of them. I remember the strength and courage of my former spouse. I can sense the urgency when the doctor returned from lunch and asked her to do a practice push, then immediately asked her to stop while he rushed into his scrubs. And I feel overwhelmed with love during the next push as my precious little girl made her grand entrance into the world. Watching her this week reinforced the unconditional love I have always had for her.