A little bird's solo flight

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It was a big few days for this bald daddy.

I just got back from Seattle, where I was getting my little girl, Katie, settled in her new city for her new job. OK, so she's not so little anymore ... but my memories of rocking her to sleep when she was 23 weeks old are so vivid, it doesn't seem possible that she's 23 years old now.

My wife and I already miss Katie's laugh and her smile and her incredibly positive attitude and, well, everything about her. At the same time, we're excited about her new beginning - her first truly solo flight - and we know her future is filled with wonderful things.

Gotta run now. It's not easy typing on a tear-soaked keyboard.