a place for your soul to breathe
It’s a beautiful morning in Charlotte! Actually, it’s overcast and sprinkling, but it’s beautiful to be at She Speaks. I wish you all could be here and we could stay up too late and chat it up about writing and blogging and photography. But since most of you won’t be here, I don’t want to be all talky-talky about a conference you can’t attend. So tell me: when it’s all said and done, what would you like to know about She Speaks? Anything? Let me know and I’ll be sure to fill you in.
It’s coming. That day in August that has been looming heavy at the end of my summer is coming fast and furious and there is nothing these mommy arms can do to stop it. One of the girls is in a size 2 and a half shoe now. With laces. The other one has finally learned to ride a bike without her training wheels. When I dropped them off at a friends house yesterday, they could hardly wait for me to leave so they could get down to serious playing business. They’re five. Aren’t they supposed to be 13 before they do stuff like that? One month is all that’s left between having them home and having them in kindergarten. So I’ll hold on and unwrap the moments today, but it won’t change the fact that my girls are growing up.
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Well. When I asked on Friday where you are all reading from, I expected a short little “Atlanta, Georgia” or whatever. But so many of you took the time to write thoughtful, encouraging words – some of you who have never commented before. I did not expect that. And I want to say thank you.
I read each one, as always, and smiled all the way. What an unexpected gift. You couldn’t know this, but your words have come at a time when this girl could use a bit of inspired courage. I should have saved that gift for Tuesday, but I just couldn’t wait. Both me and my big self are grateful for you. Come back tomorrow and unwrap your Tuesday gift with us. As always, I look so forward to reading them.
