Dearest,

I cannot bear to see you toddling around for very long before I must scoop you up in my arms and hug and kiss you.  I can only last a few minutes without breathing in the white gold of your smooth, fine hair.  You smell like sweet bread, fresh from the oven, warm and wonderful.

I am holding on as tightly as I can to these days.  You are a gift that I am always opening- a present I marvel over every single day.  If ever you aren’t sure of this world, if ever you feel lost and uncertain, you can know this:  I have cherished every moment of your life, and I always will.

Love,

Mama

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