On the eve of a new year, I feel like I should be writing a
deep and meaningful reflection of 2013.
I find myself sitting in awe as I quietly observe my three amazing
daughters.
The eldest, at the ripe old age of six, is
sitting at the kitchen table, meticulously following the directions and
building a small solar powered car.
I have to stifle a giggle as I take in the sight that is my middle daughter. This four year old little girl is decked out in a pink nightgown, a ninja turtle mask and turtle shell, and princess dress up high-heel shoes while wielding a play sword and clutching her doll.
Then there is the baby. This little wild child is frantically dancing away as she sings along to a tune that only she hears. She seems completely oblivious to countless medical challenges she has had to overcome in her two short years of life. She just laughs, and sings, and dances away.
I have to stifle a giggle as I take in the sight that is my middle daughter. This four year old little girl is decked out in a pink nightgown, a ninja turtle mask and turtle shell, and princess dress up high-heel shoes while wielding a play sword and clutching her doll.
Then there is the baby. This little wild child is frantically dancing away as she sings along to a tune that only she hears. She seems completely oblivious to countless medical challenges she has had to overcome in her two short years of life. She just laughs, and sings, and dances away.
Somehow looking back over the whole year is too overwhelming, I simply have this moment in time.
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