It is strange being so childless. It's the longest she has been gone from us.
She is doing fine. Calls and sends texts through Grandma's phone. Us not so much...
But I have realized she is older. Older than I want her to be.
This year she starts third grade. THIRD! The time that everyone says will fly by really did.
I feel like for the first part of her life we have spent it in the smoke of our own making. We are just now being able to see through the fading whisps. We are ready to help her grow older, wiser, into the person she wants to be now.
Instead of focusing on the older part I need to be excited with her in this next step. And all the steps that are still to come.