Grace is on the verge of becoming a highschooler... when I see her sometimes I see the toddler girl playing on the beach in Pt.Hueneme, and the 7 year old who would walk the dog without being told and go to bed with her American Girl doll. I remember the timid 7th grader at a new school, who knew no one, and still tried out for cheerleading. I see the 14 year old who has sleepovers because her friends want a "counseling"session with her to help the figure out thier latest drama.
I have spent so much time working, managing, struggling.... that I wonder if she knows how precious she is to me. How treasured the memories are of her. How much I want to see her live her life to the fullest, and hopefully with out the mistakes I made. Sometimes life is just moving at a breakneck pace that I feel like I am not getting the time to give her what she needs. I thank God for the changes coming. For my new husband and home... hopefully it will be a peaceful place where we can enjoy the years coming before she is an adult. Only four more...
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This is precious Gina. Precious. Maybe you could start writing her letters. Letters to give to her on her 18th birthday. I'm going to start doing this with Violet and Paisley. Good post.
Thanks Cindy, I actually have a journal book that I wrote to Grace in over the first few years of her life... the worse things got though with C, I just stopped making entries so as not to create more problems. She still has it. I may break it out and begin writing in it again.Thanks!
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