I wonder what she’ll be like as she grows and if she will still like girly stuff as much as she does now. I wonder if she will retain her flair for the dramatic. I wonder if she’ll be as good at gymnastics as it appears she will be. I wonder if she will have lots of buddies or a few lifelong sister-friends. I wonder if she’ll ever like more than three foods and what her favorite color will be. I wonder what career she’ll choose. I wonder what of our life today will be her childhood memories.
first day of preK 2012 – “I wonder what my friends will think when they know I’m a princess?!”
I wonder if she will be upset or embarrassed that I share stories about her with the world. I wonder if she’ll ever understand how much joy and peace her stories bring to people. I wonder if she will comprehend how many times I’ve heard that those stories changed, uplifted, saved someone.
I wonder if she will know how much I love her. I wonder if she will ever grasp the depth of my care for her. I wonder if she will understand that even before she was born, I put her needs above my own. I wonder if she will know that the therapy, the discipline, the battles and the scars were, are and will always be to make her better.
Drama. Over mac & cheese.
I wonder if she knows that no matter what the answer to any of these questions, I’m so proud of who she is, who she will be and that she’s mine.