How the years have flown...

A couple of months ago, we went to a co-workers wedding, and as we were outside waiting for the bride and groom to come out, we talked with a few of the other guests. One of them happened to be the husband of the photographer. And as his wife came down the stairs, she snapped a few extra shots of the guests. Today, Brent emails me this picture from that day:


This is my oldest daughter Taylor and she looks absolutely amazing. She is only 12, and...wow... And this got me looking in some of our older pictures, and seeing the maturity grow in her eyes throughout the years.

I had her when I was only 20, and she helped me grow up. It was just her and I for almost 4 years. She taught me responsibility and love that I had not felt from anyone. She was mine and I was hers. No matter what went on around us, in the end it was just us.


She is my girly girl. She loves to dance, and is an amazing singer (she did not get her voice from me). She is outgoing, loves to perform, and be in front of a crowd (THAT she got from me!)



She is at that age where boys are a factor in how she looks before she leaves for school. She is wanting to wear make-up and color her hair. She is asking more 'adult' questions about life. She amazes me everyday.

I am so very lucky to have had her. She has made me smile, cry, and feel like I was needed. I cannot see where my life would have lead without her, but I know that she has made me who I am today.

I love you Bear!