Vainly, my first reaction is that I cannot be 26 years old (I feel stuck eternally at 25). My second reaction is a tender one, my motherly side. This side of me says that there is no way it has been 10 years since I gave birth to this sweet girl.
Would I have ever guessed that life would bring so many unexpected blessings from such an awkward situation? Never. The Lord has made beauty from the ashes of my bad decisions. Everyday I am grateful that this is the case, because had it not been for my lack of good judgement, I would not have Avery and I just can't imagine life without her!
Avery and me, at ages 1 and 17. Proof that I have tried to rock out the red lipstick....work for me?...not so much.
Tomorrow she turns 10. It's not possible. The math works number wise, but the years, the memories, they have all happened too quickly. How can this be?!
Just as I said above, I'm stuck around age 25...I have placed Avery in my mind forever about the age 5, as she appears in this next picture. I guess it's something we all have to grow through. I"m trying desperately to let her grow and to be right there for her through *SHRIEK* female adolescence, but it's so hard to see her grow up! I think we can even share a bra now.
Please give me wisdom all you women who have endured so gracefully through these years with your daughters. Does it get easier to watch them grow up or more difficult? I want to keep her my baby forever, and yet there is something so exciting on the horizon of being able to share a bond with her deeper than just mama and baby, but mother and friend.... perhaps I am an idealist.
My music musing today is one of my very most favorite songs ever. You are listening to Ray LaMontagne sing "Hold You In My Arms." I love this song so much and I felt like it was very suitable to today's randomness and whining on my behalf.
xo~ Amelia
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