To the world, she is just a little girl. But to me, she is the person who made me a mother.
Make it count. Even—especially—on the hard days. mom little girl
You are her first love, her first hero, and her first understanding of what a strong woman looks like. To the world, she is just a little girl
One day, she won’t want to hold my hand in the school drop-off line. One day, she will roll her eyes when I sing along to the radio. One day, her secrets will be for her friends, not for me. To the world
Because this is the short season. The golden one. The one where "mom" and "little girl" are still one heartbeat.