Moving on is simple. It's what we leave behind that's hard. - Author Unknown

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Day 3

This is my girl.... being totally silly!

Hang in there... one year left!

Friday, August 7, 2009

Day 2

Today I dropped you off at Barbara's house.

I am a lucky mom, how could I have known that driving you to school this last year would bring us closer together?

We moved into the new house on Saturday, and since then we have:

*Heard you scream from a HUGE spider (Even Dave kept saying how big it was)

*Made it through a lightening and hail storm, picking up some poor kid from the rain and drove him home.

I have a blessed life with you as a part of it. You make me laugh and show me what it's like to be young, to fight off the lines of time and always remember to be fun.

Thursday, August 6, 2009

First day towards the last day

Today was the first day of your Senior year.

Last night I heard you moving around the house, no longer able to sit still, moving the dishes in the sink and putting them in the dishwasher with a sense of urgency. You were worried about having idle hands which would become idle thoughts.

You went to bed with a quick kiss to my cheek and when I went to check on you, I noticed you were tossing and turning, anticipating your last year of high school, seeing your friends, and being, the Queen Bee.

Up early, and dressing yourself with the same fashion sense you have always had. You looked beautiful, stunning with your bright white smile and perfect make up.

I never dreamt this day would come so fast, how could I have known that my baby girl, born in my senior year, would so quickly be a young woman.

My little girl is growing up, carrying the weight of her sheltered world on her shoulders, packed in a pink backpack, full of dreams.

Beautiful, Candy Dreams…