writing in the (mom)ent

Growing up is losing some illusions, in order to acquire others – Virginia Woolf

Twenty years ago, we headed to the hospital to begin a long night of labour before the early morning of September 13th, when our amazing daughter was born. I do remember the day she was born with great clarity and definitely count it among the best days of my life.

Laura has always been an amazing person – full of spit and vinegar, some would say. She lives life to the fullest and takes you along for the ride. We are lucky that, as a young adult, she is as much a part of our lives as when she was younger – always on our minds, always bringing a smile to our faces.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LOLO!