Two years ago today I became an uncle, and it still qualifies as one of the happiest days of my life.
I say one of and not the happiest because since that day, as I have watched her grow up, Abby has brought me many other days of happiness.
There was the day I first saw her smile, the day she fell asleep on my chest, the days she came to visit me for the first time in Boston, the day I first saw her walking, the day I heard her say my name for the first time, and many others.
I’m sure being a parent has similar, if not greater, joys, but until then, I can’t think of anything in my life that I enjoy more than being than Abby’s uncle. Continue reading
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