I have a beautiful granddaughter. She turned a year old on July 26 and lives far, far away. It is crazy to me that I can miss someone so much that I see so little. I see the hand of God in these amazing attachments of the heart, and of course in the wondrous development of every young child, but especially my grandchild. My heart strings are pulled each time I think of her. These are some of my favorite pictures of her from over the summer.
