Saturday, February 2, 2013
10 Years Old
Pinch me. I must be dreaming. There is no way my little girl can be 10 years old! How can time move so quickly? I remember the weight of her in my arms as a baby. Those countless hours of rocking her to sleep. I see the mop of curls on her 3 year old head as she trots off to preschool. That time when she was 6 and had one front tooth missing...a perfect gap-toothed smile. The pudgy little hands are now thin and lovely. Her deep brown eyes growing in wisdom yet always containing that same sweet sparkle. Her smile lights up a room. Her kindness pours forth like a balm in a world of cruelty and brokenness. She is beautiful.