My first born, My dear little baby girl. I remember sitting and holding her and just looking at her...trying to memorize her sweet little face and every little stretch and grimace she made. The years passed, one after another and as I look at her today, I realize she's all grown up....as grown up as any of us get to be. She is getting ready to graduate from college and move forward to the next chapter of her life. Where did the time go. All those moments...her nursery school boyfriend, her first day in kindergarten, memories of family vacations, good friends, middle school, dance classes and marching band competitions....have all become a blur...and now I look at her, and I struggle to remember all those moments that I tried so hard to burn into my memories.
There is a part of me that would give almost anything to hold that sweet little girl again, hold onto her sweetness and innocence and not let her out in this big scary world. But that is not how it is supposed to be. It is time her to fly and experience life and make her own decisions....and know that when she stumbles, that when she needs a shoulder, that when she needs advice...home will always be here. I will always be here...ready for whatever she brings with her.
"We keep moving forward, opening new doors and doing new things, because we're curious and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths."
~Walt Disney Company
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