4 years, 2 months.
I wrote a song a couple of months ago called “These are the Good Ole Days.”
It is a reminder to myself that despite all the craziness in this world that we are living in right now, I have a true blessing with you as my daughter.
I know that years from now, I am going to bitterly miss living in the time I live in now, because I get to be around you everyday.
This 4 year-old version of you especially speaks to me.
You are in some ways the cure I need; the offset to my existential crisis that I have been working through for a couple of years now.
Your sweetness reaches me in a way that I need in my life right now.
It was meant to be that the 4 year-old version of you and the 39 year-old version of me would exist at the exact same time; right when we needed each other the most.