“Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end.”
I didn’t expect this day to come so soon. I find myself daydreaming about her first steps, her first belly laugh, her first sleepover at Nana’s house. When I sit on the floor and play with her now… I think about how she loved backing up into my lap with a book when she was two, or how she snuggled on my chest while I rocked her, or how she would play with her kitchen set for hours at the age of three. So many moments. So many milestones. So many chapters.