memories

This week my area experienced the first snow of the season. It was not a major snow nor did it cover anything at all but the large amount of white flecks everywhere brought some really good memories to the forefront.

It was a little less than 24 hours from now and 7 years ago that I birthed the most beautiful, kind, intelligent little girl. The day before she was born was the first snow of the year. I was home from teaching on early maternity leave because of the physical strain on my body. Number 1 was 2 1/2 and so cute. We went outside to play in it and all he would say was, "Mess, Mess." If you know number 1 this is no surprise as he is particular about anything and everything especially back then.

It was early the next morning that I went into labor and that night before she was born. She sure has put me through some frustrating toddler moments but tonight... tonight as I sat in the audience of her school Christmas concert I could not have been more proud. That little girl is blossoming into an outstanding creature. She comes alive on the stage. She is assured and comfortable. She was having fun and passionate about each and every word she said or sang. Tomorrow I get to watch her again but this time it is dancing. I connect with dancing and I guess am living through her on this one, LOL. Kids growing up is so bittersweet.

These are the moments that I cherish but no one else really does. These are the moments that make you smile on the inside and out but you can't really share to the point that anyone else understands. I still am unsure what to do with these times, but maybe just reflecting here is all I need.

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