Today is the one year anniversary of the day I first met my girl, my Emmy. One year since my hand first brushed against her soft baby cheek, one year since she first sat on my lap, one year since my heart swelled with the joy of a daughter.
One year later, we are going on a picnic. One year later I know this girl by heart. I know what each look means, I often know what she wants before the thought has even formed in her own head. And she knows that she is loved beyond measure, here and on the other side of the world.
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