Happy Birthday Kimberly

Finally. We had been to the hospital only to be told, “It is not time.” Getting to the brink of delivery only to be told by those who are not pregnant that it is not time is a bit of a setback. “What do they know anyway?” We walked. The contractions continued. We walked. “Do you want to go back to the hospital?”, I asked. “If we do I am not coming home next time!”, Patty replied. We walked more.

Just after noon twenty-eight years ago we braved another trip to the hospital. We were not planning to come as just two of us, there would be three. They checked us in and said, “It will be a while.”

Seven hours later Kimberly came into the world. Nothing has been the same and we are glad.

Patty’s doctor was old school. In fact, he delivered me and my two brothers. Old school means letting the mother stay more than twenty-four hours. We stayed five days. I slept on the floor and studied for finals. There is a photograph somewhere. I may post it later today.

My best college graduation gift came before shaking hands with President Agee.

Today, Kimberly is a wife, mother, and quite the creative crocheter.

Kimberly, we are proud of you! Happy Birthday!

"Happy 28th Kimberly"

“Happy 28th Kimberly”

About the Author
Husband to Patty. Daddy to Kimberly and Tommie. Grandpa Doc to Cohen, Max, Fox, and Marlee. Pastor to Snow Hill Baptist Church. Graduate of Oklahoma Baptist University and Southwestern Baptist Theological Seminary. Reading. Photography. Golf. Colorado. Jeeping. Friend. The views and opinions expressed here are my own and should not be construed as representing the corporate views of the church I pastor.