...you were discovering your love of music, you had baby curls in your hair, you were on the cusp of 2, you were exploding with the desire and ability to talk, you were enjoying our last fall in our old house on Reaney Avenue and you were just beginning your love affair with Gallihad ("your" horse)... you were becoming you. 365 days later you still are, and I am loving every day (almost every day - gotta be honest here, not every day is a walk in the park, my little lady!) of watching you.
Sometimes it's fun to look back...
Love you, Eliza.