Bella was having the most beautiful dream.
She was small again, maybe four or five years old, dressed in a soft pink princess dress with little white flowers embroidered along the hem. Her cheeks were round and chubby, with a hint of rosy pink that made her look like a little doll. Her brown eyes were big and bright, sparkling with childish wonder and her short brown hair was tied up in two adorable pigtails that bounced with every step she took.
On her feet were tiny white and pink shoes that made a soft, squeaky sound with each step, a sound that followed her everywhere, announcing her presence like a little melody.
"Mummmaaa!"
Little Bella ran across the grassy garden, her tiny legs moving as fast as they could carry her. Her pigtails flew behind her and her dress swayed with each joyful step.
A younger version of Miss J laughed and opened her arms wide.
