Of Melting Snowflakes and Little Girls...

*deep sigh of joy*

The first snow has come

and gone.

It was so light that it

melted almost

instantly.

But some clung to a

lawn chair

long enough for me to

capture it.

Immortalize it.

On a different

(but not too different)

 note:

I've found myself counting the "lasts" in my life.

As my life continues to change,

as siblings grow older,

as new seasons come,

I've been realizing how precious this time is.

This morning Mom asked me to

change Bekah's diaper and put

clean clothes on her.

I scooped her little body up

into my arms...

her own little arms

cold from a short-sleeved

nightgown.

I held her close and

carried her off

to the bedroom.

She snuggled against me,

patted my shoulder with her hand,

and,

as we passed a mirror,

I saw that her

little face

held a slight smile and her

little eyes

were closed.

After changing her and

dressing her

warmly, I stopped-

How much more

time do I have

left to do

this?

I won't be here

forever...

and she won't

always be this

small.

Just like snowflakes,

melting too quickly,

little baby girls

grow up.

And its a joy to see her

grow...

But I don't want it to happen too

fast.

So I

immortalized our

brief moment

together this

morning.

Isn't she amazing?

Oh, precious Bekah...

I wish I could sweep you

away to

Neverland

so you would

always be my

tiny

baby sister.

But,

from what I've experienced so far,

you won't mind growing up

too badly.

It can be so special too.

Just don't let to happen

too fast,

okay?

Stay a little snowflake for a while.