Sometimes something so simple just stops me in my tracks and takes my breath away. A few nights ago, it was the way her hair was illuminated by a peak of setting sun. Her messy, highlighted curls were blowing in the wind as she sat quietly and enjoyed her lollipop. I watched her hair dance in the light and a feeling of awe came over me. Something so simple like the sun and the wind in her messy curls can be so beautiful and remind me of something so important.
She is mine.
Maybe she’s mine only for a short while, but that’s okay. I’ll take any tiny moment I can get with her.
This little being with her messy curls is my daughter.
She is mine.
by Amy
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