Day 27: The fountain of youth

Another day passed, another one added to the memory banks.
Mira will be 1 on Monday, that's the day after tomorrow. Soon enough it'll be yesterday  then last week, then a month ago... Then, it will be next year.
I
I'm at a loss for words about all of it right now. Maybe it's the chili I made sitting right at my throat for lack of a cold drink to wash it down (room temp water just doesn't cut it for me). Maybe I'm just tired.
Or
Maybe I'm just like a good many of the parents out there who are in utter disbelief about the major transformation my life is going through day to day. I'm in utter disbelief that now the passing time takes with it more opportunities to enjoy my growing child.
The way she IS, soon becomes the way she WAS.
Now I understand the fountain of youth. I never cared before, never understood the idea of wanting to stay young. Except now I see it quite differently. Now I see it as an opportunity for me to enjoy the youth of my daughter - maybe I could find the fountain and keep her young so the enjoyment of who she is never leaves me.
I know it doesn't work that way. Without hindsight, how could I ache for "the good ole times"?
All I can say is: at least I know what I've got and I DO take every opportunity to enjoy the ever lovin' begeezers out of that little girl. And I look forward to the next day with hope and I look back at the last one with amazement.

Growing old is fine, watching my daughter grow up is beautiful.