Eight years ago, you were born.

Our lives changed in an instant.

We were no longer a family of 3.

But a family of 4.

You commanded everyone’s attention, with your smile and eyes so blue.

Eight years later, that is still very true.

Your life hasn’t been easy.

Yet you smile and persevere.

In your seventh year, you said the words every parent longs to hear.

You told me you loved me.

It was a dream come true.

You have made us so very proud of you.

On this birthday and on all your birthdays to come, know that I love you, so much more than you could ever imagine.
Happy Birthday, Taylor.
Love, Mom.
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About photomommy
My name is Chantelle. I am married to my high school sweetheart, Doug, and we have three kids. Aaron is 13, Taylor is 8 and Emma is 6.
My daughter, Taylor, was diagnosed with autism 6 years ago when she was 2. I am a huge supporter of autism awareness. I feel that one of the best defenses against autism is KNOWLEDGE. The more we know, the more we understand.
Photography is my passion. My children are my inspiration. I'm still leaning the ropes, but I'm having fun doing so. I always have a camera with me because I never know when the opportunity will arise for a great photo.
This is my life. Sometimes it's fun, sometime's it's boring. More often than not it's hectic. But I wouldn't have it any other way.
Chantelle…that was so beautiful. Brought tears to my eyes. Happy Birthday Taylor!!
Thanks, Lorie!
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