Oh how the time does slip away, like water over stones, sometimes a quiet trickle and others a wild torrent. Eleven years ago I was made into a mother, I held my precious babe in my arms and dreamed about the future . . . all that I knew is that we were in this together, me and this beautiful little girl. I thank the heavens every day for the path I traveled that placed her in my arms. I love you my sweet baby, the child that made me mother, my beautiful one . . . this weekend we celebrated with some mother daughter time, a little treasure hunting where we found this gorgeous vintage dress, and a photo shoot to commemorate another year past.