Once Again, I Feel Old

Once Again, I Feel Old

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So she absolutely hates it when I post about her, or even mention her in passing on social media, so I’ll leave names out to protect the innocent and merely note that my oldest daughter turned sixteen today. Whether she wants to admit it or not, that’s a big deal.

I feel old, and I often get nostalgic on my kids’ birthdays, remembering when I held them first, brought them home from the hospital, watched for first steps, listened for first words, went to tea parties and school shows, picked them up when they fell down, held them when they were sick, and all of the other firsts and events and tragedies.

She doesn’t allow her picture to be taken these day, but I’ll go back a few years for a couple of memories and just say that I love her more than I can possibly express. And I won’t post this anywhere she can see it.

Be well, everyone.

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