An Unexpected Journey

Dearest Makiah, I remember those first few days after you left us.     Time moved so excruciatingly slow.     We had never been apart more than a night or two.     Every second without you was swallowed up in missing you.     I couldn’t imagine how I was going to survive for years- a lifetime- until I was able to hold you again. And the tears and the minutes dripped by so painfully slow.     Now I can hardly believe it’s been 14 years!    When I look back it seems as if I stepped on a bullet train with the days and nights of diapers and hair bows and bedtime kisses from all your sisters whirring by in a blur.    It’s so different now with all 4 of your sisters in the double digits.    Some people dread the teen years, but I am loving middle school mom life!    We share movies and cookies and all the late nights I will let them have.    They love to come on early morning mommy dates for fancy coffee or donuts.    No one is playing hide and seek in the racks when we go shopping- my favor