With a 7-months-pregnant belly tucked underneath my favorite blue maternity dress, I sat in front of a full room of friends and family.
As I looked around the sea of people, pink tissue paper, and diaper boxes, I was equally as grateful for everyone’s thoughtfulness as I was overwhelmed by how much ONE BABY was going to need.
I noticed there was a small gift from my dad that I hadn’t yet opened. I glanced over at him in a “What is this?” kind of way, and he nodded toward it with a smile that told me to just open it.
When the paper was pulled back and the framed note showed itself, I put my hand over my mouth, threw my head back in the air, and couldn’t help but laugh before suddenly feeling the tears of gratitude fill my eyes.
I couldn’t believe he ACTUALLY saved it.