I just hung up the phone from talking to my daughter. Her 50th birthday is tomorrow. 50 years ago I was overdue and worried about Christmas shopping...when would I get it done?My first baby was just a year old and I was a busy lady. I am very organized and this was causing me a lot of stress. I decided to go Christmas shopping. I didn't drive in those days, so I took a taxi. It had started to snow and it was a cold day. I shopped until I was finished. I loaded everything into the taxi. The driver looked at me like I was a crazy woman. He helped me into the front seat...no room in the back. When I got home, my husband was home from work and wasn't too happy with what I had done. We were just kids ourselves and really didn't fear anything. We had little money, but it stretched to fill all our needs. I wrapped all the gifts that night...staying up very late. In the morning, I started having labor pains. They lasted the whole day. She was a stubborn little thing and don't tell her this....she still is a little bit. My Doctor was an old family friend and he told us to come in...he would meet us there. She was born late that night. An easy birth...I had just had her brother a year earlier. When she was born the Doctor held her up for all to see. He said, "This one is perfect...just look at that rosebud mouth." She was the first grand daughter in our family. I have always been proud of my daughter...she is an independent woman with a home in DC. She has a good job and is diligent about her work. We see her more often now that she has a second home in Wisconsin. I wished her Happy Birthday...for the 50th time tonight. Where has the time gone? It seems only yesterday that she was in my arms..looking up at me with those big brown eyes and I was wondering...."What will she be?" She is a wonderful daughter and I love her.