You didn't want to do it. But you had a husband yelling, I mean encouraging you, at the bottom. All your kids were looking up at you, doubting yet hoping that you'd pull through. And you did.
I was so proud.
Here you are, victorious but still a bit stunned. Being a Fairchild, you didn't hoop and holler with victory. You kept those emotions inside but I know you felt proud of yourself.
Here's another adventurous trip for us. I still think it's a bit crazy that we took those canoes down a river with rapids, to a campsite, with a poodle no less. Fun, yes, but crazy. And you did it.
Not only did you do it but you made that very rustic camp spot home. You planned out amazing meals. And it seemed effortless to you. Making a home, wherever we were.
I know being in a family where being cautious was looked down upon, was hard. But I want to thank you for letting us have those awesome adventures. Thanks for bringing balance to our family. Without you, we would have been tipping the scale and most likely breaking it. You gave us culture. You gave us a love for books. You showed us that being an American was not a death sentence. You made our family a family. You are part of my legacy. I am what I am because of the work you did. And I love you.