Sorry for the silence lately. I made a fast trip to St. Louis this weekend to be with my family at the hospital.
Adeline slipped away from us Saturday morning.
Georgia is still hanging in there. It looks like a rough battle for such a tiny girl, but she’s a fighter. She’ll be a pistol when she gets done growing. I’ve already decided that with those long legs and that tenacious streak, she’s going to grow up to be a distance runner. And I’m sure someone in our family will be willing to coach her.
Until then, you know that she and Adeline will both be riding shotgun across all my finish lines.