Tomorrows my youngest daughter, Brittney's birthday. It's hard to believe how quickly time is passing. She entered this world with drama. This should have given us some indication of what her personality would be like. She is her own person and she entered into the world in her own time. I remember I couldn't wait to hold her--okay I couldn't also wait for her to vacate the premises. Now I look at her, tall lean and full of life's questions. Time's moving too fast and now I can't wait to see her when I let her go and she vacates the premises once again. And this time I know I won't be ready.