A whole year...
An entire year has passed with this blissful, sweet and yet sometimes sour little girl. I can't believe she is a year old. I have moments when I reflect back and think "yup it has been a year" and then sheer panic moments of "holy cow this has to slow down." But time will come and go just as fast as the wind. I am trying to hold on tight to all her new smiles, grins, and her new mousy voice. Her little arms that reach up to me as her squeaky voice says "mama," and as her daddy stares at me and says "that must make you feel good." And it does; it is a box moment.
You know how we all want this little magical box where we can box up some of our sweetest, most special moments to look on one day when the world is all tumbled upside down. The moment she reaches for me and smiles and says mama would go right in there. It would be tightly snug next to the moment I got pinned with my grandmother's nurses pin; the first time Bradley kissed me; the smell of my grandparents old house in Corydon; old Ryle Christmas Eve moments when my grandpa would shake reindeer bells and we would all stare in amazement that Santa was coming; the very moment my eyes met Veda's when she was born, and so many more that would be jammed into this special box.
So as this year passes it is bittersweet to remember each moment, and to know that there are so many more great ones yet to come. I think I am going to need another magical box...
happy birthday sweet love...words can't describe how you fill my soul
