The moment that Tre was born I knew that she was special, that she would touch us all. She was so beautiful and she brought with her a profound sense of momentum...the feeling that great things were in the making. The whole world was going our way that day. Di Anne, after carrying Tre for so long overdue, never broke a sweat. Tre's lovely Mommy looked angelic, not a hair out of place as she looked to me for confirmation that the baby was indeed a girl. Tre's protective Daddy Jason was there to cut the cord, which seemed somehow brave to me. The night before Trevienne was born, Uncle Art, who loves you kids so much, and I went over to see how it was going. I remember something about Mexican food, the old wives tale about it inducing labor when you're overdue. We stayed pretty late that night hoping for the water to break and talking about the baby. Fallon and Jacob were long asleep by the time we left and went home to wait for the next day. Just as I was falling deeply asleep the phone rang and woke us. Di Anne was in labor and a new adventure in all our lives was just beginning. We were already beyond privileged by Trevienne's brother and sister. Fallon was the most beautiful and precocious little thing anyone ever saw. You just never knew what she was going to say next. Those years were filled with laughter, watching her brain take in the world around her and bend it ever so slightly to accommodate herself. She absolutely wrapped everyone around her little finger with no effort at all. A princess, a diva, and our future leader all rolled into one. I couldn't wait until she grew up and ruled the world. To me she will always be about three years old. Jacob was the most loving and sensitive little boy. God blessed him with compassion and empathy from the very day he was born. He always held a very special place in my heart. I just wanted to wrap my arms around him and keep him safe, right here on Aunt Wendy's lap. Luckily I had finger-paints and kittens to bribe him with. One of my strongest memories is of him running all over my house and yard, his cape flying--he had a sword--my Mom had pinned a towel around his neck, he was a superhero, rescuing frogs and sharing cereal with his sister. Although he was much smaller than his sister he held his own in my heart. We were all so excited for Trevienne, this new blessing! What would she do? Who would she be? Oh, how this child will change us all! I followed Tre around the delivery room as the nurses weighed her and tended to her because I simply couldn't let her out of my sight. She filled my heart with promise and mystery. My life would never be the same and I was grateful. It has been years now since I've seen Tre. I wish I could thank her now. I don't know what life has in store for me. All I can do is piece the moments together like a puzzle that isn't yet complete. The greatest blessing of my life was sharing the moment Tre put the first piece of her puzzle in place. She put it in my heart where it will always remain. She gave me hope. I still carry it today. Thank you Trevienne for your gift. I'll carry it until I see you again. All my love, Aunt Wendy