One of the hardest things I had to do after losing my dad was to go through all of our family photo albums and pull photos of him for a DVD slideshow. I saw a lot of photos I hadn't seen in a long time, some I don't remember, and then this photo, which I'd never seen before. This was taken the day I was born. I always knew my dad loved me, but I'd never seen a single photograph that illustrated that point with such clarity. So for my last post of 2016 I leave you with the photo that still makes me cry every time I see it.