Sweet baby girl, I can’t believe your Kindergarten year is over. Everyone told me it would go quickly and of course they were right. You survived a year of firsts; new friends, new school, new routine, and you did it all in stride. I survived too, although I think you handled it better than me.
Remember the first day when we walked hand in hand, alongside with Daddy, into your new school? I was so nervous for you and I think you were a little scared as well, although you did a good job hiding those jitters. I didn’t. My tears hit the moment I let go of your hand and got back to the car.I have a feeling that will happen a lot through the years.
I’m sure I will cry at each new milestone you reach. You’ll just have to roll your eyes at me because I can’t help myself. The tears flow because I’m so proud of the girl you are becoming. You’re so smart and incredibly kind to your peers.
I’m a little sad. Not because you are growing up, that’s natural and wonderful and expected, but because the older you get the closer goodbye becomes. Someday you’ll leave to make your own dreams and discover your own adventures. And I want that for you. But secretly, I’m already crushed at the reality that will be. You see my princess, you are the answer to my dreams and prayers. What a gift you’ve given me by just being you.
I know this vacation you’ll spend hours playing with your cousins in the States and each hour of independence will make your mom seems less cool. And that’s OK. But I really hope we have at least a couple more school years like this one.
I loved walking hand in hand with you to your class each day and the smile I received each afternoon at pick-up will forever be etched in my heart. I know how lucky I have been to get to see you off and pick you up each and every school day. Not many mamas are given that gift, my Mica. It’s one I cherish.
I loved taking your school lunch at 12. You were so proud to have your mama arrive at your classroom and lovingly hugged me in front of all your friends. I wonder how long you’ll let that be. Can we never let it end?
Be happy now and forever,
Momma
I’m sure I will cry at each new milestone you reach. You’ll just have to roll your eyes at me because I can’t help myself. The tears flow because I’m so proud of the girl you are becoming. You’re so smart and incredibly kind to your peers.
I’m a little sad. Not because you are growing up, that’s natural and wonderful and expected, but because the older you get the closer goodbye becomes. Someday you’ll leave to make your own dreams and discover your own adventures. And I want that for you. But secretly, I’m already crushed at the reality that will be. You see my princess, you are the answer to my dreams and prayers. What a gift you’ve given me by just being you.
I know this vacation you’ll spend hours playing with your cousins in the States and each hour of independence will make your mom seems less cool. And that’s OK. But I really hope we have at least a couple more school years like this one.
I loved walking hand in hand with you to your class each day and the smile I received each afternoon at pick-up will forever be etched in my heart. I know how lucky I have been to get to see you off and pick you up each and every school day. Not many mamas are given that gift, my Mica. It’s one I cherish.
I loved taking your school lunch at 12. You were so proud to have your mama arrive at your classroom and lovingly hugged me in front of all your friends. I wonder how long you’ll let that be. Can we never let it end?
I loved the school worksheets, sight words and Bible verses, as well as the superstar papers and smiley faces you received from your amazing teachers. You’ve learned so much in just a year! My heart swells with pride when I hear you read your next chapter book or try so hard to write sentences without asking for help. Gosh you’re a smart 6-year-old! I’ve known it all along.
As your Momma, an with Daddy's help, I promise to teach you as best I know how what it means to honor and cherish people in your life. To treat them with love, gentleness, and respect. To practice self-control, integrity, and perseverance. To be a girl of character, commitment, and discernment.
As your Momma, an with Daddy's help, I promise to teach you as best I know how what it means to honor and cherish people in your life. To treat them with love, gentleness, and respect. To practice self-control, integrity, and perseverance. To be a girl of character, commitment, and discernment.
I will help you understand what it means to stand up when everyone else around you cowards. To be a servant leader whose life is marked by humility, honesty and love- not pride, position, and power. To be a girl who is stable, responsible, and teachable. To follow and obey God’s commands to value and treasure all human life because He is our Creator and ultimate authority.
Mica my darling, you will always be wonderful, you will always be brave, you will always be beautiful, you will always be intelligent, you will always be strong, you will always be kind, you will always be perfect in God's eyes and in mine - and of course Daddy's- too. I’m proud of you, now and forever and I’m so excited to watch you grow.
Mica my darling, you will always be wonderful, you will always be brave, you will always be beautiful, you will always be intelligent, you will always be strong, you will always be kind, you will always be perfect in God's eyes and in mine - and of course Daddy's- too. I’m proud of you, now and forever and I’m so excited to watch you grow.
Momma
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