We were in the pool today goofing around, her clinging to the edge on one end and I having surfaced in another part of the pool. I looked at her and the thought hit me, “Oh, no, only 13 more years until she is grown up and out in the world on her own.”

Sounds silly, I suppose, but I know I’ll look back and feel like it’s all been a blur.

Sigh.

Every day counts.