…there would be no butterflies.
Marlena got ready for 8th grade prom today. My lovely girl, usually too tom-boyish and busy to bother with make-up and hairstyles, emerged dressed for the dance in the guise of a stunning young woman.
The theme for the dance was Black and White, so she and I found a darling dress that fit her to a “T” and spent an hour in the bathroom with makeup and a straightening iron. Of course, afterwards we had to take some pictures:
I am happy she left for the dance confident and thrilled with her appearance, and I am pleased I was able to help put that confident smile on her face, but a small part of me wept a little as the girl riding on my dad’s shoulders here:
turned into the young woman pictured here:
2 thoughts on “If nothing ever changed…”
Oh Misty…oh…She is too lovely for words. I am blindedsided by this grown-up version of your girl!
And I think she should ask your dad for a ride on his shoulders again for old time’s sake!