Three

 

 

Today my little girl is three.

Three years of growing. {And I can still feel the emotion that arrived the minute she was first placed in my arms}.

 

Three years of change. {I see stills of baby faces and then, suddenly, a big {little} girl smiling her best smile at me}.

Three years of love. {A love I didn't know existed until she became mine}.

Three years of learning. {To trust my intuition as I guide her.}

Three years of giving. {But receiving so much more.}

Three years of words. {And now it's her voice I hear more than mine.}

Three years of sunshine. {Even when our days feel like chaos.}

 

xx