Bittersweet Endings

“I’m losing my baby!” my daughter laments while planning our youngest granddaughter’s birthday.

The birthday girl is three. She is losing her baby fat, wants to do everything “by myself”, knows her own mind and can articulate it.

Like this unicorn costume she insisted on wearing instead of the party dress her mother bought her.

Last year, she spent most of her birthday in her playhouse in the backyard. This year, she barely fits.

Of course, she is forever a princess and will remain so in my heart.

For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo a Week Challenge: endings.

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

20 thoughts on “Bittersweet Endings

  1. The two playhouse pics side-by-side say so MUCH! Kids grow rapidly … in body and self-awareness. Some say (and I’m a willing believer) that they are also losing touch with their spiritual essence bit by bit … but that “comes back” with maturity at mid-life. As you’ve tagged it: bittersweet.

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  2. Absolutely wonderful. Love the photos and description of your cutie. Three is such fun (well, all ages can be fun, but 3 is unique I think). My grandson will also turn 3 next week…with all the festivities. 🙂

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