This morning I was struck by you , little Lily. After you had put your clothes on and showed up for some breakfast, I just couldn’t believe it, you had grown up some how. It was just plain as day.
I teared up, though did a great job of holding back and asked if I could take your picture, you said sure.
You used to mug at the camera, but not today.
I know it happens, and I know it is all good, but I cant stop thinking about it. Lily, you are indeed the apple of my eye, but you are no longer little Lily.
With love and admiration,