Milliseconds, to seconds to minutes to hours to days to weeks to months to years to decades to centuries; one thing you’ll never get more of is time.

In the moments represented by these pictures, I wish someone told her to relax. To smile effortlessly, not to worry about who was watching or who wasn’t. To be silly, bust a move, make jokes, to let her walls down and let go. I wish that her ears in this moment were receptive. I wish she fell. I wish she lived that summer not behind a computer screen, refreshing her email to see if she got the letter. I wish she spent more time with people. Did silly things like trusted God. I wish she didn’t cry as much; I wish she trusted the process. I wish that despite her non-progress towards becoming a model, that she let all her hair down. Yeah, it would have stuck out in different directions, but it would have made for a fond memory. I wish in this moment; she didn’t try to be anything that she wasn’t. I wish she believed when she was told that she was taken care of. I wish that she was less critical of herself but reminded herself that growth was incremental not immediate. I wish she didn’t try to control everything including her emotions. I wished she forgave herself as easily as she punished herself for her mistakes. I wish she gave herself more room to make mistakes. I wish she would stop trying to become the perfect daughter. I wish in this moment, she let people in. I wish that her emotions were no longer her enemy.

I wish that now, in this current moment, a sea away from all she knows and in a course, she didn’t believe she has the tools to succeed in, she enjoyed this moment. This moment, not the next. Just like He took care of her in the last moment, He will do it now, much more, so start smiling darling.

Until next time,