Two thousand, three hundred and two days before my birth a little baby boy was born on a cold winter Sunday night in December. He was called Timothy. This boy would grow up to have a profound impact on my life. As he says, when he was around 5 ½ years-old, he went through one of the most heartbreaking times in his life he would ever experience. God knew that there were no little girls on earth for him, therefore just shy of five weeks after my sister Tonja was born, God sparked a love between my parents that allowed them to conceive me.
Yes, you read it correctly. Timothy believes that little baby girl (me) was created just for him and he told me this during our first real date. Although I wasn’t originally sold on the idea, I came to believe we shared a story that was meant…
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