A Letter to My Daughter

As I stand back and reflect on life as your mother, I find that I am often overwhelmed by how quickly the time has passed. Everyone always tells you to enjoy it because it will pass quickly, but somehow that just isn’t possible. And now I wish I could push rewind, so as to be able to enjoy it all over again. What I would do to be able to watch you learn to walk again, to listen as you babbled your first words, to smell your sweetness after a bubble bath, to taste your tears as we rushed you to the ER, and feel the touch of your little hand inside mine. Somehow, I NEVER imagined it would all go by this fast. As a young child, you were quite the precocious little girl. You have always been a free thinker and quite strong minded. And that means it wasn’t always easy being your mother. This one time, after yet another one of your antics, I remember asking you who had given you permission to do what you had done. You proudly announced, and I quote you, “I asked myself, and myself said YES!!” Your strong convictions meant that we had a lot to learn. When the weather got cold and you knew you had to wear long pants, you solved this wardrobe malfunction but layering a flowy puffy skirt over your jeans. We learned not to get embarrassed but to be proud that our four year old could dress herself. And when you wanted to buy the all too expensive American Girl doll, you decided you would use your...