"Where are you going, my little one?"

Anna is 18 years old now, and I think this is a harder adjustment for me than her other birthdays. I feel that my children are flying away. It's wonderful to watch them mature, adjust into their skin, so to say, find a niche and learn who they are.

I lifted these pictures from facebook, and they are so small! But hopefully they give a glimpse of the development of a winsome, beautiful, sometimes-sassy young girl who is dearly loved, and lovely:




Happy Birthday, dear!