the first days of seventh grade
It doesn’t feel possible that eight years have passed since your very first day and now, here you are: officially a middle schooler.
It doesn’t feel possible that eight years have passed since your very first day and now, here you are: officially a middle schooler.
Even as your hands grow bigger than mine, even as you grow taller than me, even as you become more independent and stretch your wings further, you’ll always be my baby.
I can’t stop thinking about all the wonderful new friends you’ll have by the time you come home today.
Dear F, Today is your first day of school. In time, you will come to forget this day but it’s a memory I will carry with me always – like the first time you said I love you or the first time you walked across the living room to me, on December 22, 2010. You weren’t… Continue reading A Letter for F