Thranduil's Daughter

Down memory lane ❤️

(Thranduil POV) 

One quiet afternoon, I found myself alone in the house. Gabbie  was out, and the silence was a stark contrast to the usual hum of activity. I decided to use this time to explore Gabbie's  old belongings that had been stored away.

I found myself in front of a box labeled 'Baby Stuff'. A sense of anticipation filled me as I opened it. Inside was a treasure trove of Gabbie's  childhood - baby pictures, toys, books, and clothes.

I picked up a photo, Gabbie's first picture. She was swaddled in a blanket, her tiny face peeking out. I couldn't help but smile at the innocence and purity captured in that photo. The tiny hands, the bright eyes, the wisps of hair - it was a snapshot of the beginnings of a life that had blossomed beautifully.

Next, I found a teddy bear, well-worn from love and play. I could imagine a young Gabriella clutching it tightly every night, her faithful companion during sleep. It was a symbol of comfort and security, a silent witness to Gabbie's  growth.

I then picked up a children's book, its pages slightly worn out. I remember reading these stories to Gabbie. her eyes wide with wonder as she hung onto every word. Those were precious moments, the seeds of her love for stories and imagination being sown.

Finally, I found a tiny dress, its fabric soft and faded. I held it up, marveling at how small it was. It was a tangible reminder of how much Gabbie  had grown, not just in size, but in character and spirit.

As I looked through Gabbie's  belongings, I was filled with a sense of pride and love. Each item was a piece of Gabbie's  history, a testament to her journey. It was a heartwarming trip down memory lane, a reminder of the precious moments that had shaped the wonderful person Gabbie  is today.

As I continued exploring Gabbie's  childhood treasures, I stumbled upon another box labeled 'Dolls and Toys'. Curiosity piqued, I opened it and was greeted by a colorful array of dolls - Monster High, Ever After High, Barbie, Disney Princesses, and even some elf dolls. It was like stepping into a magical world of imagination and play.

I carefully picked up a Monster High doll, admiring its unique design and attention to detail. Each doll seemed to have its own personality and story, and I could imagine Gabbie spending hours creating adventures and friendships among them. It was a testament to her creativity and the boundless possibilities of her young mind.

Next, I discovered an Ever After High doll, dressed in exquisite attire fit for a fairy tale. It was as if Gabbie had brought the enchanting world of these characters to life, weaving her own narratives and dreams alongside them. It made me smile, knowing that Gabriella had always possessed a love for storytelling and fantasy.

Among the dolls, I found a Barbie, a timeless classic that had captured the hearts of generations. This particular Barbie had accompanied Gabbie on countless imaginative journeys, from glamorous parties to daring adventures. It was a symbol of empowerment and endless possibilities, reflecting Gabbie's  own dreams and aspirations.

And then there were the Disney Princess dolls, each one representing a beloved character from Gabbie's  favorite movies. I could imagine her recreating iconic scenes and singing along to the familiar songs, lost in a world of magic and wonder. It was a reminder of the joy and innocence of childhood, where dreams could come true and happily ever afters were within reach.

As I held these dolls in my hands, I couldn't help but be in awe of Gabbie's  vibrant imagination and the memories woven into each toy. They were more than just dolls; they were companions, confidants, and catalysts for Gabriella's growth and self-discovery. It was a privilege to witness the tangible remnants of her childhood, a testament to the beautiful person she had become.