Homecoming.
A dance.
A daughter with a new dress.
Make-up all done.
Hair straightened.
Boyfriend with a matching tie.
Both looking happy.
But all I see is my little girl.
The one that wore princess dresses and clip clopped down the tile hallway in her plastic heels.
And I'm not sure where the years have gone.
Life. Cherish all those moments. Because they are gone with a blink of the eye.
Emma and Connor. Sept. 2016.
Freshman Homecoming Dance
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