Yllana...I paused a few minutes more while tucking you in bed last night
and I could not believe how my
once-tiny-little-princess-now-8-year-old Yllana is now occupying so much bedspace!
You now wear size 36 ballet flats.
(ok, I'm sorry I know I should'nt be saying that here)
We've come to share tank tops and some pairs of gympants too.
Apart from that, its the stories we share.
The secret smiles & laughter we have.
The tiny giggles only the two of us understand when we stare at each other.
That, and simply this relationship we share as a mother and daughter,
as best friends and even as enemies (at times!).
Sometimes I do not know if I should get excited about you growing so fast,
or if I should just let time stand still and let you be my little princess forever.
In this most recent favorite photo of you above,
your look tells me of a certain confidence that
even at 8, 10 or 18,
you shall be fine.
And yes, pretty little darling, you certainly will.
But...will I be?
That's a question I will be asking myself for quite an extended time.
So this was how an 8 year old Yllana looked at us in 2011,
will you still look at us this way in 2021?