If a picture is worth a thousand words and a thousand words a picture does speak, I am sure owed fortune in the amount of pictures that you have brought into my life. A mother’s love can never measure up to the memories of a picture left behind. The pictures only serve as a marker in time when your hand was held so closely in mine.
I honestly believed that it was only yesterday when I saw your smiling face for the first time. Oh how I wish I could recapture that moment when you first smiled, when you first walked, or when you first muttered Mommy. Those are the days that leave me looking at pictures and wishing for more.
The feelings that I have would make one think that you are gone from my life forever. It is with that knowledge that I say you are just growing up. I miss having those wonderful little days when lunch was the greatest joy you could experience. The days when holding my hand made you feel like you were on a mountaintop.
The cycle of life takes on new forms as the years go by, it happens without a thought, without even so much as permission from mom to go on. If mom had a choice, you would have stayed small forever and a day. You would have stayed my angel for all eternity. For me it is an end and for you it is but just another door.
Kindergarten came and went. Middle school and high school passed in a blur. Upon us jumped graduation day. Yesterday’s baby has become tomorrow’s leader in the blink of an eye; it has all come upon us and a baby we have no more.