They say it's hard to pick a name. But it wasn't hard for us. We were walking down a gorgeous Buffalo street in the fall, a little bit after we knew we were pregnant. (I get to say we, even though Rhona did all the work.)
It was Autumn, the season we were married, and the leaves were showing off shades of red that were mind-blowingly dazzling. We thought, if we have a little girl, we'll call her Autumn. We never deviated.
We were right; her smile and laugh are also colorful and dazzling.
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