“It’s pretty simple,” I told her, “when you are a sweet girl with a kind heart it just shines right through the camera lens.”
“Ah,” she replied, “and the sweetness and kindness comes straight from my mom.”
That’s when her mom started to cry for the second time.
And this is where she first began to cry– looking at her freshly-turned-twelve girl full of poise and grace and beauty.
It’s easy to glimpse the beautiful woman she’s becoming; take your time, sweet Emma. Take your time.