Have you ever truly sat down and looked at a photo (or two, or three....)? Simply looking at that particular thing can send you into a whirlwind of emotions all at once. That is me at the moment. This girl, this tiny being, is just under a month away from turning three. THREE. Meaning she's been a part of my life for thirty-six months. Just about eleven hundred of the sweetest, most wonderful days.
And now, as I photograph her sweet face everyday, admiring her growth and imagination from behind a lens; I secretly fall apart inside at the reality that she is no longer my baby.
Sniffle, sniffle, sigh.