


What happened to that little girl in a red plaid dress, tippy toeing around and under and through everything? That same one that potty trained herself so her chickenpox wouldn't get wet. The one who rode a fire truck to school after winning a coloring contest, proudly wearing a jumper I'd sewn the night before.
I believe she graduated last Saturday with a Masters in Genetic Counseling Degree from University of Arkansas Medical Center. MY own little girl. My own ADULT daughter. A kind and caring adult, a helpful and courteous person. My God, that really went fast. Thank you for the special honor of being her mother.
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