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New Insight

Today has brought on some very new and interesting insights.  I want to start with my daughter.  As I said earlier, Jaime and I have always been very close.  But I've always thought of her even at this age as "my little girl."  I know.  Kind of silly.  I mean, she is 35 years old.  But it's a mom thing.  So when she and Ryan got pregnant, I still thought like that.  And I thought that way when she called with this news of Down syndrome--I needed to be the comforting mom.  But in the past 48 hours something has completely changed.  I see her now for the amazing woman she has become.  She has taken this news and just run with it!  She's made contacts and done research; she's cried; she's rebounded.  But most of all I have sensed this intense resolve...a tangible change I can feel through the phone.  I am in awe!  And I am so very proud!  She and Ryan have GOT this! :)

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