Sometimes I wish I could stop the slow march of time. It pulls me inexorably further and further away from those moments I spent with my sweet baby girl. Sometimes I'd like to just close my eyes and stop everything for a few moments.
But that's impossible. I'm caught in the current and it's dragging me along.
I'm so glad to know that while I'm stuck here for a while, each moment is also a moment closer to seeing her again. I rejoice in that.