As I was baking Christmas cookies today with Hailey, I realized that this is the first year she did not have to stand on a chair to reach the counter…
“My life keeps moving faster,
stealing precious days that pass.
I want to hold on longer-
want to recognize your lasts…
I’ve watched you grow and barely noticed seasons as they pass.
If I could freeze the hands of time,
I’d hold on to your lasts.”
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