Every time I look at your photos as a child, I feel a squeeze in my heart. I see you smiling with eyes full of wonder and curiosity, I see you running and playing with your innocence and cheerfulness. Do you remember those moments? Of when you would take me by the hand and ask me to tell you a story? Of when you hugged me tightly and told me you loved me? I remember them as if they were yesterday. Yet so many years have passed, too fast. Now you have grown up, you are taking your own path, you have your own dreams and challenges. I am proud of you, of the young woman you are becoming. But sometimes I wish I could go back in time and relive those moments that will never return, those little things lost. This makes me feel close to you, but also far away. For in the end, all we have on this planet is this fleeting moment in time.