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Zachary and I would like to welcome you to our website! I had to change it back to the geocities address because I couldn't afford the other one LOL. :) We're happy here for now!

Zachary was born Saturday, August 26, 2000 at 11:04 a.m. He weighed 7 pounds, 14 ounces & was 20 inches long. He has been the most beautiful and awesome blessing in my life.

Photo Index

Poem: Mommy's Here
Christmas 2000 Poem: The Night Before the Next Day
Poem: Reflections 3/17/01
November 14, 2000: A small movie of Zach (this will take time to load of course)

(Written October 2000)
Zachary is growing everyday into a handsome young man. I imagine a lifetime of possibilities with him, but I enjoy and treasure each moment I have already had with him and now have with him in the present.

His presence has already changed my life in ways I never imagined were possible. I hope that I will be as much of an encouragement and inspiration in his hopes and dreams as he has been for mine.

I sing this song to Zach all the time and listened to it on the radio endlessly when I was pregnant with him...and I hope every single word of it for him even though someone else wrote it.

I Hope You Dance performed by LeeAnn Womack

I hope you never lose your sense of wonder,
get your fill to eat, but always keep that hunger,
May you never take one single breath for granted,
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed.

I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance
and when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance,
I hope you dance

I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Living might mean takin' chances, but they're worth takin'
Loving might be a mistake, but it's worth makin'
Don't let some hellbent heart leave you bitter
If you come close to sellin' out, reconsider
Give the Heavens above more than just a passing glance
and if you get the choice to sit it out or dance

I hope you dance.

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