I remember the night she watched her first Disney animated movie - "The Little Mermaid".
I remember her driving around in a little motorized car my Dad gave to her one Christmas. I remember their smiles - big, broad, and so full of joy.
I remember her first day at pre-kindergarten and the days afterward when she would ride along with me to school. Me a teacher, she sucking a binky and singing along to the Bible tune tape she loved to listen to.
I remember holding her in my lap - and wishing she would never grow up. How desperately we wish that time would stand still.
I remember the time I made her cry because of something I said. One of the saddest days of my life. It still brings a lump to my throat when I realize how deeply she feels things.
I remember her struggles in school and college - and how wonderfully she overcame them through hard work and incredible creativity.
I remember her greatest victories and her private little bumps in the road.
She's my niece - and today she becomes a bride...