“Mommy I left something for you on your bed, ” Olivia tells me.
“Ooooohhhh OK,” I reply rinsing the dishes.
After washing the dishes, putting a load of laundry in the washer, folding a couple of baskets, making lunch…well you know how it goes. I finally made my way upstairs to read this mysterious “note”. When I got to my bedroom I saw her journal lying on my bed.
“Hhhmmmmm I thought. I found the page marker and open it to this…
The “note” was a not surprising to me. I have known for a while that the social part of school has not been Olivia’s strength. She lives by her own beat, has a quarky fantastical imagination, is stubborn, shy and has kind of a take me for who I am or leave it attitude. It is the perfect combination of a blessing and a curse. So while the note did not surprise me it did make me sad. I realize that I am her mom, but I have for a very long time thought that Olivia has the most fantastic imagination and an incredible talent for using her drawings and words to bring her imagination to life.
“OOOOLLLLIIVVVAAAAAA come here!” I yelled to her from my room.
“Hummmfff she came without arguing,” I thought. “That’s nothing short of a miracle.”
I took her straight in the eye, forcing her to look back at me.
“Do you know how amazing you are? Do you know what a fantastic writer and drawer you are? What you write… it is something very special!. Do you know this sweetie. You are VERY talented!”
I pause and we just gaze at each other. Then like the light bulb appearing above the cartoon characters head, I knew what I had to do.
“Olivia I want you to start writing with me on Mommy’s blog. You are an amazing writer and I want you to see that your words are important and special!”
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I hope that you will stop back tomorrow when Olivia and
I share her first post. I am one excited momma!