forgetful

She woke up and you could tell she already felt different.  She seemed different.

She reminded her little brother that this was her big day at least 4 (or 40) times.

She took extra care getting dressed and asked specifically for two braids in her hair.  Everything had to be just right.

Today my girl graduated from senior kindergarten.

As I walked into the school library, decorated with balloons and banners, it hit me.  Life as we know it was about to change.  But I was ok, until I saw her walk into the room.  Seeing her in her handmade cap literally made my heart burst open in my chest.  I felt like I couldn’t breathe for a minute or two.

But then she looked at me.  Eyes bright, smile from ear to ear.  And suddenly, instead of feeling sad, I felt at ease.  She was thrilled.   She walked across the stage and picked up her diploma with confidence, surrounded by all her friends.  I couldn’t ask for more.

I am so very proud of my girl.   This adventure has been one of my most favourites ever, and I can’t wait to see where else we get to go with her.  What a ride it will be.

And just for fun: