Yesterday my daughter got ready for Easter Mass (w/ mom of course...) at my place. After getting ready she walked into the room where I was and my girl took my breath away. She had her hair up in a side-ish pony tail kind of look. She walked in like the confident girl I know her to be. I know I'm not the most objective in the world however she looked stunningly beautiful and I told her. I told her how her beauty just radiates.
And I realized that she's starting to look like a young woman. Admittedly she's maturing faster than some of the other girls in her class and that's not always the best thing. Regardless, she's amazing and she seems to be handling that fact. She carries her beauty in this sort of care-free way. She knows she's beautiful (she knows how to take my compliment thank goodness), but she doesn't flaunt it. It's a little disarming to be honest because I still get a little shook when I get the reminders that my little girl is growing up.
My heart is so full when I see her radiant. I'm convinced she carries it as such not only because she's physically attracted but that she also has the warm, wonderfully, goofy and endearing heart that she shares with the world.
She's a gift for me in different ways every day. And I'm so happy that yesterday I didn't future trip into what it means, I just appreciated it for exactly what it was.