I feel "five" coming fast.
And while I look upon this changing creature with awe and slight panic, I greatly respect and adore the little person she's becoming.
She's not a baby anymore. It makes my heart do funny, wistful somersaults. But her path is just sheer beauty unfolding in front of me. Even the mess-ups and the mix-ups. It's all beautiful. It's an honor to be a part of it, a blessing to help guide her.