This is a letter I wrote to my daughter, our lone surviving triplet. Born more than 17 weeks premature, she is now almost four years old and thriving. I often wonder what life would be like if her siblings survived. This letter was written two years ago, when Peyton was 19 months old. While the …
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On The Verge Of Tears
It's hard to miss: the glassy eyes, the occasional blank stare. Ever since my triplets were born, I began living my life on the verge of tears. I'll admit it, I'm a sap. I cry at commercials, tear up at weddings and I sob every time I watch the movie, "Marley and Me". That's just me in a …