The trouble about writing a yesterday diary is that sometimes I’m tired or busy so I don’t write until the evening. Sometimes too much time has passed to remember the nuances of almost 36 hours ago. It doesn’t matter all that much to me. Amelia is out of town with her grandparents and I miss her a lot. Doing work without watching her feels displaced. There is a void and without her I remember how much I love her company. How hard it will be to watch her grow, but how nice it will feel to watch her rise.
Love you Amelia,