We went to your middle school orientation the other day. I think I held back the tears more times than I could count.
Dad sent me a picture of you when you were 2 years old this morning. I just can't. I'm literally crying now as I write this.
I know that every little milestone for you matters. These last few milestones, even though they are so far apart, matter more. They matter because, at every milestone, I'm reminded that you're growing up. I'm reminded that you're no longer my little baby girl. I'm reminded that you're turning into a young woman. I'm reminded, that this picture, will be much different next year. I'm reminded that time does not, in fact, slow down. (1.26.2018)
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