Who knew one day would forever change my life. That day was August 1, 14 years ago when my first nephew, Andrew Alan, was born. I may never have borne my own children, but my heart filled with a love I have to believe is as close to that of a mother as can be. I held him for the first time when he was one day old and I told him as we quietly stood in the bedroom... "I'll always love and protect you, little man. I will always love you." Andrew will never remember that moment, but his aunt will. I remember every moment with him over the past 14 years. I have watched and loved him as he has grown, matured, and turned into the incredibly handsome, talented, smart, kind and amazing young man he is. No aunt could ever be more proud. The past year of battling breast cancer has caused me to miss some fun times with Andrew, most importantly his school trip back East. But Andrew understood that chemo treatments wouldn't allow me to go with him. He called me every day, sent me pictures and said he wished I could have been there with him. We're planning to go when he's a senior (if he still wants his aunt to hang with him when he's that old) and until then, I will cherish each and every other moment with this sweet young man who's had this aunt wrapped around his little finger since day one. Happy Birthday, Andrew. The world is yours and I'll be with you all the years to come!
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