I had a first last week and it was emotional. At the time I didn't realize it was a first and I had no idea it would choke me up in such a way as it did.
On Valentine's Day I wrote a note to L and put in her lunch box. She's just learning to read and I thought it would be a fun surprise. It was simple and to the point . . .
Dear L,
Happy Valentine's Day.
I love you!
Love,
Mom
As I wrote the salutation my eyes filled with tears. What was it about writing "Love, Mom" that was made me so emotional? Apparently it was the first time I had written those words. I've written many expressions with my girls in mind as the audience - namely their scrapbooks and the occasional blog post I put here. But as I contemplated it I realized this was my first letter (albeit more a note) written directly to one of my children.
Even tonight I am still teary when I type "Love, Mom". Why was/is the written expression of these words so profound to me?
All of the sudden I felt the weight of being a mom (not the first time I've had that feeling). I was overcome with the reality of the fact of all that I am to her.
I wish I could articulate my feelings better. But tonight I can't - - - -
