Flower girl.

My dear daughter is a flower girl at her cousin's wedding today. In her lovely dress, she was first to test out the dance floor.

Weddings are always bittersweet events, joy at the happy couple, exchanging merry banter with family members, all good fun. Yet, there is a melancholy in thinking of how quickly time passes since one's own wedding and before you know it, your at the next generation's do.

Slow down, I want to get off.