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June 10, 2010. Mia was born on a Thursday afternoon just a week before my thirtieth birthday. I remember leaving to the hospital, my hospital room, even what I wore. Seems like just yesterday. I yearn to hold my little girl again in my arms, rocking her and kissing her head full of thick, black hair.
Today she turns 6, a year closer to a decade of life, a year into elementary school, another year of health, love, learning, and growth. Mia is a beautiful yet tough, strong-willed yet gentle, bold yet tender young lady who enjoys all that life gives her. She can have energy for days, but still retreat and enjoy her quiet time.
I knew she was “old” when I overheard her tell her friend this week, “Don’t cry at camp today, okay? Grown-ups come back (as quoted from the famous “Daniel Tiger” TV show)!” 🙂 HUH? My little girl who cried nearly everyday at drop-off during her preschool years was giving advice on coping with separation anxiety—a testimony to her growth and maturity.
I miss my girl’s tiny youth, yet look forward to what her sixth year brings her. She’s my heart.