Today brings us to the story of Lucy. Why? It's a very special date with special meaning. So allow me to start at the beginning:
October 11, 2000.
The day your father and I met. I was an innocent 19 year old student at Towson University. Your father was the experienced almost 27 year old manager of the local Jiffy Lube. I applied for a part time job at his Jiffy Lube since it was only about 3 blocks down the street from my dorm. We met, he hired me and shortly after we started to hang out after work having margaritas with limes and generally enjoying each other's company. One night soon after we began dating, your father turns to me and says "I don't want this to be anything serious or become a long term relantionship. I'm really just looking to have some fun." Being the college freshman, I whole-heartily agreed.
October 11, 2010.
Ten years to the day we met, Lucy was conceived. Here is her birth story that I wrote for her a few weeks ago: (pardon the length and I am only publishing it so it is saved. Please feel free to skip to the bottom)