Doueys last few days of preschool were filled with love, fun and a bit of sadness.... for me, the mourning Mama. The thought of those sweet simple preschool days drifting behind me, bring a pinch of sadness and mourning with no cure. My baby girl is growing. The obvious and unalterable fact that every parent experiences as their prized angels grow up but the sting still lingers and I am left uncomfortable. As the curtains were drawing to a close the dangerous and reflective questions peer over my consciousness "did I savor it in all ways ways I had hoped? did I live in every moment? did I miss anything?" because if I did... that time has now passed and all I have are the distilled memories of this blissful time.
With those thoughts also come many overwhelming feelings of jubilation and breathtaking thanks. Also anxiousness for all the wonderful times ahead that I can feel bright and shining in the horizon. So grateful to have had this time with her, truly a gift. So grateful to be her mother. So grateful to call her "mine". SO grateful
I am the one she calls out "best friends" to as she skips into class. So grateful that she is loved enormously and prized beyond measure. So grateful for the sparkle she adds to our life, she is the quintessence of light. Her shining spirit sings to this Mamas heart, I love her so.
Mothers day program with cookies and lemonade.
Preschool Graduation and year end party.
