A smile spreads across my face as an image appears in the mirror in front of me. Excitement floods my veins and I laugh out loud. I can't believe it! I'm tall enough to see over the counter.
These were the feelings that filled me the first time I was able to see over the bathroom counter to see myself in the mirror without a step-stool. I have no idea what age I was at this point in my life, but it is the first thing I remember with clarity. And boy, was I excited! This meant that I was growing up!!! Probably a whole of 3 feet tall. And I was on top of the world.
