1 Years Old

I don’t recall much from this year, but it’s when I began to develop the features that would later resemble the ones I have now. It’s strange looking back at the child I was, knowing all that followed— and all the ways I've blossomed since then. My hair was just starting to grow, and my face was still taking shape, yet there’s something so pure about this early version of me.

P.S. Wish I still had that outfit...