The last weeks of school were a blur of plays and parties. One of the highlights was getting to see our daughter, Lizzy, be the announcer of the third grade Rain Forest production. It’s always a thrill to watch any of our children on stage, but when Lizzy went up to the microphone, alone, without her aide next to her, I couldn’t help but swell with pride.
Being the mom of a child with special needs is a strange blessing because it’s not easy to watch your child struggle, yet it’s so exciting when they succeed.
As I was sitting in Lizzy’s school watching her play, I was reminded of my own school days. It seemed like a great time to take a second look at a post I wrote about a person that was in my life for a very short time, yet someone I think of every time I write the word “Love.”
This essay was first published under the name Past and Present on this site in February 2011. The dishwasher and I will be back with a new post next week.
When I became a mother, I figured I would lose some of my freedom and maybe even some sleep. I didn’t know I would lose my once sharp memory.
Hard to believe, but it’s only three weeks until the premier issue of Bonbon Break, the online magazine I am starting with my business partner, Val Curtis. I really feel like I’m 10 months pregnant and am so excited.
I want to thank all of you for your support of me and my dishwasher as well as the support I have been getting for my new baby. If you haven’t already, stop over at bonbonbreak.com and sign up for our weekly newsletter. This will ensure that you will get to be one of the first to check out a project I’m very proud of.