My girl, how I wish time would hold still. I feel you slip away like grains of sand between my fingers and even though I know that our kids are not our kids that they are not born for us but through us, it’s painful yet exciting to see you grow. Yesterday I got home and you were all waiting to go to dinner. You greeted me at the door and said, “See my make up? I went for a natural look.” And you are just 7, 7! On our way back from dinner we were listening to your favorite song by One Direction, What Makes You Beautiful and you looked… Keep Reading
Blood makes you related, loyalty makes you family. – Author Unknown
My fingers hold still on the keyboard. I don’t know where to start. My princess, free-spirited child is seven today. Seven. Khloe lives in our hearts for reasons hard to put into words, yet here I am trying my best to describe her. She is love. It’s in her, it’s around her, it’s in everything she does. She follows her heart wherever it takes her. She is feisty, vibrant, funny. She is smart, sweet, creative. She is everything I ever wanted her to be and more. Yes, it saddens me that I can’t stop time, but grateful to see her shine.