I didn't cry when she started preschool.
Or when she rode the bus for the first time.
I didn't cry when she started first grade- having skipped kindergarten.
But when my little girl turned around to look at me from the front pew where she was sitting with her dad, singing the opening song during the baptism, holding my gaze for the duration of the song...
Well, I tear up now just thinking of it. My heart is so full of joy and pride in my little girl for making this important decision in her life. So full of joy at the maturity she regularly demonstrates, her goodness and purity and her sweet conviction in the gospel. Watching her learn and grow, her testimony of Christ, of prayer, of the power of the Holy Spirit blossoming into something real and vital... I think this is the greatest reward a mother can experience. Sometimes I can't believe she's really only 8. She is such a good example to her siblings and to her peers- and to her parents. I love this girl with all my heart!
(four generations!)
I'm so grateful my family was able to make it out for her baptism. They were wonderful- fun, pleasant guests, helpful, easy to please and overall great to have. Also thanks to all our dear friends who were able to make it to her baptism and celebrated with us afterward- as well as those of you whose hearts were with us. Your love and support warms our hearts.
6 comments:
Loved reading this. Felt like I was there with you!
Beautiful girl, beautiful dress, beautiful announcement, story, pictures, family...beautiful everything! Thanks for sharing, Tasheena!
Now you're makin' me cry. Darn it all. I miss you guys like crazy.
What a Beautiful Girl! So neat your family could come for such an important event for Avril. How neat to get so many lays! Hope you all are doing well in Hawaii! Wish we could have be there to share in the big day!
Well, hello, Tishina! (spelling?!)
I was just cleaning up my inbox and came across the MARVELOUSLY kind blog comment you left me back in June. A blog comment from only "the posse", and one so tender and kind that I clearly didn't delete the email notification at that time because it was so what I needed.
so finding it again, reading it again, what a gift! Again, the words were just what I needed.
this time, though, I decided to click through and see if you had a blog so I could say thank you.
and lo and behold, "the posse" is my own sweet Melody's old Kirksville genius artist friend, Tishina (sp???). Right? I'm not nuts, right?
So as I intended when I first went looking, THANK YOU. But even more thanks because you are a connection from the past and that is so neat to me.
I wish you a lovely autumn, and am so grateful I didn't delete your blog comment notification before I took the time to come find you. :)
(Your friend Amy, above, spells your name "Tasheena". I will try to remember this.)
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