Does Every Sr. Year go this FAST . . .

I'm sure it's because she is my last baby at home, that this year is speeding by. Everything we do, there's this under lying sadness because we know it's a last. I watch her even when she doesn't know I'm watching. I want these days to be burned into my mind. I know we will see these things again with the little ones, but it's different with Mariah, she's been our baby, we have raised her and guided her, and been there when life's carpet has been pulled out from underneath her feet. We have laughed with her, cried with her, screamed at her and cheered her on. . . She is the closest we have ever had to being ours.
We have watched her grow from a little girl to a little woman. We have seen her friends come and go and those that have always been there. I've seen her comfort little ones as well as her mother, I've seen her stand up for the injustices of the world and tears flow at the sadness that life sometimes brings.
Soon she will be applying to college and talking roommates and classes, but for now, I'm going to soak up every moment with her, my baby. . .

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