For a little while, you were mine…ours.
Not by your choice, but definitely by ours. A choice that was easy to make while at the same time, a scary one.
Life can do that; place choices in front of you that suddenly can flip your life upside down.
But you were the most amazing curve ball that has ever been thrown our way. I was so scared to do this thing I have never done before…to raise a little human.
To put all of your needs ahead of ours.
To help you thrive.
And I did, we did.
Pre-school registration. A few months later, first grade registration. Packed lunches. Doctor appointments. Endless people in and out of our home. Helping manage big emotions. Holding you when you cried because you didn’t understand.
Soccer games. Gymnastics practice. One school project after another. Play dates. Phone calls from the nurse. Lice. Strep. Parent phone calls and visits. More things you didn’t understand.
The way you let out laughs so big, my heart would burst with happiness. Your resilience. Family dinners. The way your eyebrows furrow and your face scrunches when you are mad. Evening cuddles and giggles in bed. Holidays with family. Adventures. Your generous heart. Your brilliant mind. Weekend afternoon movies. The sound of your voice first thing in the morning.
Joy.
Love.
My job in this season of your life as a parent is over and I am back to my original job, the job of being your Gigi. Because of our time together, our bond is better, stronger.
Because of our time together, I am better, stronger.
Thank you my sweet girl.
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