My Best Friend

So here I was getting dressed for work…it was a cloudy Tuesday morning. I decided to wear a long hippy-looking skirt that day, when in walks Solana. She stops, looks at me and says, “Mommy, you’re so pretty.” My eyes have never swollen with tears so quickly.

After pulling myself together I responded, “Mija tu eres bonita.” Then she said, “Mommy, you’re a princess.”

My thoughts the rest of the day were centered on how my little girl really and truly thinks of me as her hero, an idol of sorts. And though I knew it was a moment I would treasure forever, I couldn’t help but think one day she might not look at me the same, specifically during those adolescent years that many refer to as dreadful.

Well, I hope that day never comes. Who knows, maybe we’ll defy the odds.

For now let me bask in this moment. And God, let me not forget to thank You for giving me my best friend. I love her so much it hurts. Thanks again…

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