There are days in our lives that seem perfect and unassuming and hard and beautiful all at the same time. The kind that in a million years (or 20) I'll never forget.
In my mind, she's still the little girl in the back fist pumping "take take take it all"
She's the first one to make me an Auntie though she always writes "aunty" and i love it.
She's kind
She's sensitive
She's fierce
She's loving
You think that maybe something doesn't bother her, but it does, but she will love right through it.
She doesn't always say what she wants to say but when she does... oh it almost knocks you over.
She's grace
She's talented
She loves God
She serves those she loves
She doesn't love being the center of attention but she will do it with a smile and a grace that I'll admire all my days.
She's brave
She's strong - and strong than she knows.
I could go on and on about my Ava.
You know they say that time is a thief. It's true. But you know what else is true? That I've made the best of my time with her. Though I'd take her to the grocery store for an "adventure" - never mind that they'd come home with a cereal they liked or ice cream....
She'll grow up and we will be friends. Our time will be different. And it will be beautiful.
We have to make the most of our days. Because time is indeed a thief, but love will set us free.
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