"We seem to be going through a period of nostalgia, and everyone seems to think yesterday was better than today. I don't think it was, and I would advise you not to wait ten years before admitting today was great. If you're hung up on nostalgia, pretend today is yesterday and just go out and have one hell of a time." ~Art Buchw
I catch myself daydreaming about when she was young, to a time when the length of her fit snuggly in the crook of my arm. In less than two short years my little girl, my firstborn has grown into this wonderful little soul. I have to remind myself every day to soak up each and every moment with her because I never know which of them will be "the last" of that stage in her ever-changing life. Even if it's just the way her baby hairs blow in the wind as she gazes at an ocean that she's currently afraid of-- I'll cherish this, because one day she'll no longer look over her shoulder, one day she'll dive in, without a fear, and my mama heart will feel "all the feels".
This child threw the widows to my life wide open, letting the most magnificent light come crashing in, to her I will always be grateful.