I was sitting at our oldest daughter's kindergarten graduation yesterday and I was having a hard time believing this baby that I swear I was just holding in my arms yesterday is a first grader. How can that be? I remember adopting her when she was 72 hrs old and as I looked at what was by far the most beautiful person I had ever met I was trying in my mind to freeze time. So now 6 years later here she is riding a bike, swimming, reading, taking guitar lessons and all this without my help. It dawned on me that she doesnt need me for those things that seemed so huge at one point. Then just as I thought my heart couldn't take anymore I was laying in bed this morning before the sun came up and I felt these sweet, soft arms wrap around me and as she curled in close I smiled thinking,"ahhhh, she still needs me for this..............even if it is just to keep warm!"