happy birthday, baby trent

I remember the night my Mom and Dad told us 4 children, that we were getting a new baby brother. We were having spaghetti.

My Dad cried.

Chance objected, saying..."I don't want to share my room with another boy!"

I asked if another kid would possibly fit in our tiny Ford Arrow Star van?

My Mom just smiled.

And a few months later on July 25, 1994. We all welcomed a little 7 lb 4 oz baby boy named Trent Sterling into the world. Compared to the rest of us, he was the Williamson with the smallest birth weight. My Mother yelled at the Dr, "No! He's too small, put him back in!"

He slept in his pac-n-play in my parents huge walk in closet for the first two years of his life, simply because there wasn't any room in our tiny 3 bedroom home.

I loved being his "second mother", and always felt the need to carry him around on my hip. He called me Kiki.

He learned to drive the same 1995 Chevy Surburban that me, Chance, Alexa, & Austin drove. Yes, we still have that thing. Mom and Dad always said, "Once you learn to drive this big truck, you can drive anything."

Today he turns 17 years old.

He loves his Lord, serving others, family memories, scary movies, the beach, friends, football, dancing, and rap.

Baby Trent, Happy Birthday sweet brother! Thank you for bringing such joy to my life, and not being too old to still hold my hand. May today be filled with all the things you love the most. I love you so very much!

All my love,
Kiki