I don’t go through our old photos often. Selective memory works best that way. If I am not confronted with evidence to the contrary, I can pretend that it has all been happy and sunshine and bunnies and rainbows.
I even forget.
This is the face of pediatric stroke.
She was 5 months old in the first picture. This is our baby. Our beautiful baby.
She is the survivor of a right hemisphere stroke.
When I see that first picture, my heart aches. My eyes well up. My throat begins to close. I don’t like looking at her baby pictures. It simply hurts.
I prefer the second picture. This is her now. And she is awesome.
Her then photo touches my heart and brings tears to my eyes what a strong amazing young lady you have been blessed with!
She is such a cute little sweetie! I hope the best for her!
In both pictures, she’s beautiful.