Last Friday was Grace's 8th grade play. All week long I was an emotional wreck! Any mention of the play would bring tears to my eyes. My sister sent me picutes from the dress rehearsal on Thursday morning and I literally sat at my desk and cried.
Grace is my baby. I'm mean really she's not the baby but the oldest. But she's my baby. I was barely 21 when I had her. We've been through so much together. So many things she'll never remember.... most for the better. She won't remember the times we ran in the night to my parents house to escape a bad situation. She won't remember the times I'd go back to that same situation because I was afraid to be alone. She won't understand how much strength I've gained from her throughout the years. She may not know that when I made the decision to leave for good, it was by her blessing. Her words, "mom we deserve better" gave me what I needed to start our life over. We have grown up together. And what an amazing young woman she had become!
The 8th grade play is the first event of many that reminds me this chapter of her life... our life... is coming to an end. As excited as I am to begin the new journey with her, it's still bittersweet.
But, back to her play!
I was fearful that I'd be a mess through the whole performance. However, the play, The Big Bad Musical, was hilarious! Of course she did a fantastic job. I know she overcame a lot of fears and self doubt to pull off the performance. I am so proud of her!
In true Grace form, she was worried that no one would be there to watch her play. Little did she know, I had sent out several Facebook invites. Over 20 of our friends and family were in the audience. She was overwhelmed by the love and support. She received four beautiful bouquets of flowers. It was a pretty awesome moment to be her mom. Above all, she was proud of herself! I can't even come up with the words to describe my love for her.
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