I wrote this about Jordyn’s birth 20 years ago, she’s no longer a teenager.
The golden haze lightly dripped through the wrinkles of the ancient mountainside, tapering into flower-strewn hills, which engulfed the valley with fragrance and color. In the distance one might see a sorrel mare frolicking in a stream whose tranquil persistence has etched its signature on the land for all eternity. In a land where time stood in awe of beauty, an instant came where it snapped forward a millennium. The sky, once merely an overseer, thrust itself through the heart of the land sending it spiraling into oblivion. Plunging through the apex, a white flash brought my focus upon my fiancé bent over me.
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