I was going through all of Ella's old clothes today...I'm selling at a consignment event,and it has been so emotional for me. Why do our children have to grow up so fast? Why is it that every day that goes by seems to make a change instantly? I hate it! I have only one child so maybe I notice every change instantly?..maybe? I hold onto the memories of the clothes. I found the outfit Ella started crawling in and just held it and remembered the memory. I'm holding on as time keeps going.
