My daughter, Sarah, was a premature baby. She was born at 27 weeks, weighing 2 lbs., 2 oz. . . . and looked little a tiny 14″ bird. Not an ounce of fat on her.

She just turned 17, is a senior in high school, and we’re looking at colleges.  There were many times during the first few days of her life we didn’t think we’d ever be looking at colleges, 17 years later.

But, here we are.   (more…)