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I look back on the day and tears well up in my eyes. The photos show me this woman who radiates this calm contentment and confidence in herself. The pictures don't lie.
Gone is the little girl with coltish legs and never ending squeals of laughter. Gone are the rounds of " going Crazy" singing in the back of the Van. Gone are the my little pony's and scratch and sniff stickers.
Gone are the freckles that speckled your rosy cheeks and the unruly curls of red that bounced as you raced from thing to thing, pet to pet, room to room.
Gone is the little girl that was ever in the corner of my periferal vision.
I was too busy. I missed it. So determined to defy the world and conquer it for my own sense of identity and purpose... I missed it all. I didn't see you grow up to be ..
This stunning vision of beauty.
My pride radiates through my love and tears.
I promise.. I won't miss another moment.