The Story About One Year Later

On this very day, one year ago, Steve, Poppy and I headed up to IU North to meet my new niece, Meredith.  Except I guess she wasn't even 'Meredith' yet.  Bren and Andrew were still trying to decide on a name and taking votes up on a whiteboard.  It was going to be Meredith or Valerie.  I opted for Valerie.  I think Steve voted for Meredith.  But a couple of days later, when we were watching Dateline and something horrible happened to a Meredith, he wanted me to call Brenda right away and tell her to use Valerie. 

When we pulled up to the hospital, Andrew and Megan were taking a walk outside.  We all strolled back in together and Megan wanted to hold my hand...I think for the first time ever.  Poppy was at an adorable age...about eight months.  She and Steve played on a couch in the hospital room. 

Steve wasn't feeling bad yet.  Or maybe I didn't notice, because my surgery was quickly approaching.  I think that his weight was the same.  He looked good.

Anyway, this is one of the last days that I really remember in detail before we found out.