My Daughter,
I look at you and I do not see the passage of time. I see my little girl playing dress up, running through the yard, playing on a swing. I will try and respect the fact that you are older now and that the decisions you will make are your own, but you must understand that to me, you will always be my little girl. I may not be carry you in my arms anymore, but I can hold your hand to walk you down the aisle to marry the man your heart desires. You will forever be in my heart my dearest daughter.
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