High Heels and Hot Wheels

Once I looked into the face of a little girl, sweet with rosy cheeks and  bright eyes under a lacy bonnet. She would squeal with excitment whenever daddy would lift her high. Her favorite thing was the M&M jar far above her reach. This little girl loved picnics and falling asleep next to mommy.

Soon this little girl became a little lady, blooming into womanhood and I stop...slowing myself down... try as I may to stop time. Could this be my sweet little one who I loved to carry in my arms ever so often?


Please join me at A Mother's Heritage for the rest of my reflections (and a gluten-free chocolate chip cookie recipe)!