Our daughter is going to be a middle-schooler. We just had her orientation last night. It doesn't seem possible that she is old enough. I blinked. I blinked and she is a pre-teen. I don't want to blink again...the next time she will be fixing her veil...then holding her firstborn. It's impossible to think that she has been in our lives almost 12 years. It is impossible that of the short 18 years we have with her until she becomes an adult, almost 2/3 of that time has already passed. It seems like yesterday I was holding that tiny little 4 lb. bundle of pink blankets. It's so bittersweet to see the young lady she is growing into.

And oh, how the years go by
And oh, how the love brings tears to my eyes