My dawn....when she was 8 months old. Now she's 3 years and 4 months. How could time fly so fast? How could that happen? I can see her everyday thinking nothings changing then all of a sudden she'd grow up and changed. Old pictures really gives us lots and lots of stories, memories and teachings.
I read in a magazine that when you are a mother, days are long and years are fast. True. and as I look at this photo...it made me think if i had hug, kiss, cuddle, love and even bite my dawn when she was at that age? I think I did. I believe I did. But my mother's instincts is telling me that I hope I can do all of it all over again....
My love, please don't grow up so fast.
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