Halle is three.

I got a surprise phone call a couple of days ago, and a tiny voice on the other end of the line said, "I want to see you."

The sweetest little girl in Iowa turned three today (did I mention they moved to Iowa? They did. In May. Hence her wanting to see me.). Not a day goes by that I don't think of her, miss her, and pray for her.

It's hard to believe that three October 5th's ago, I'd never even heard of her.