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these	next	three	and	then	get	out	of 	here.”	I	stepped	out	of 	the	dressing	room	to
give	her	some	space	and	called	Chris.

    Suddenly	she	called	out	to	me,	“Mom.	Can	you	come	in	here?”

    I	tried	to	read	her	voice	but	couldn’t	tell	if 	she	was	crying,	frustrated,	needing
help	with	a	stuck	zipper,	or	something	else.	I	cracked	open	the	door.	She	had	on	a
floor	length	gown	and	I	could	see	her	reflection	in	the	mirror	and	she	looked,	in	a
word,	 stunning.	 It	 was	 perfect.	 The	 dress	 was	 peach	 and	 had	 beautiful	 flowy	 side
panels	 that	 were	 pink.	 It	 was	 everything	 she	 had	 wanted—no	 sparkles,	 no	 lace,	 an
open	back,	and	a	bright	color.	Our	eyes	caught	in	the	mirror.

    “What	do	you	think,	Mom?”

    I	could	feel	the	tears	coming.	When	she	was	an	infant,	I	remember	experiencing
that	same	tidal	wave	of 	emotion	that	can	wash	over	you	when	you	love	someone	so
much.	 In	 the	 middle	 of 	 the	 night,	 I’d	 wake	 up	 to	 go	 check	 in	 on	 her,	 and	 there
standing	alone	in	her	nursery,	watching	her	sleep	on	her	back	with	her	arms	raised
up	above	her	head,	I’d	get	hit	with	this	tidal	wave	of 	love—and	just	marvel	at	my
ability	to	love	something	so	much.	It	felt	like	my	heart	might	burst.

    That’s	what	I	felt	standing	outside	the	dressing	room	in	the	mall.	I	just	felt	love.
And	then,	the	worries	rushed	in	and	stole	the	moment	from	me.	Without	warning,
I	was	thinking	about	her	heading	off 	to	college,	getting	married,	being	a	new	mom,
living	far	away	from	me,	time	passing,	getting	older,	and	my	life	being	over.	My	life
flashed	before	me.	Time	was	racing	by	and	for	a	fleeting	moment,	I	felt	I	was	losing
her.	I	felt	overwhelmed	with	sadness	and	loss	and	my	eyes	swelled	with	tears.

    Sawyer	saw	me	getting	emotional,	and	thought	it	was	because	of 	the	dress.	“Ah,
Mom.	 Don’t	 cry.	 You’ll	 make	 me	 cry.”	 But	 I	 was	 crying	 because	 of 	 how	 scared	 I
was	to	see	her	grow	up.	I	was	crying	because	time	was	passing	too	fast	and	I	wanted
life	to	slow	down.	Worry	robbed	me	of 	all	the	joy	in	that	moment.	It	took	me	away
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