Dear Cait,
Twenty-eight years ago today, I was 28 years old. (yes, go ahead and do the math!)
You made me a mom for the 1st time. Caitlin Renee Burrus bears the weight of names close to both your mom and dad, Kathlyn and Rennie. I am sorry to do that to you!
You, little girl, changed our world in ways we couldn’t imagine. Your Dad has often said he planned for how to feed you and dress you, provide a bed for you and a room of your very own in our small apartment. He planned for everything but how he would feel when you were born. He saw your face, there was not doubt you were his. The love he had for you was instant.
