|photo by the beautiful suz|
I thought I would be floundering, but my insides are only shouting happy. The excitement level is on a steady high, and I hope we can sustain it all the way through. There is still much to do between now and June 1st.
I hesitated as I hit send... not sure the announcements were quite what I had in mind. But when they arrived, there was a catch in my throat. They are completely and utterly her, just as her party will be. As I stitch her prom dress, I feel the same. It will be her, copper and shimmer. I can see the appreciation in her face... that I know her, and let her be.
It was not easy... throwing my own expectations of hair and make-up just so to the breeze. What my heart dreamed for my precious pink bundle all of those years ago is simply a faded vision...but the result is beautiful, and true. She is not pink and ruffles and lace... she is copper and old leather and typewriter keys. The things that are important to me are not necessarily the first things on her own list of needs or desires... and even my wanting it can not make it so. I choose to accept, and celebrate. And thank the friend who taught me this lesson. It is perhaps one of the most important choices a mother makes.