“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.

“COMING MOMMY!”

“Hummmfff she came without arguing,” I thought. “That’s nothing short of a miracle.”

“Yes Mommy.”

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!”

“Really Mommy!!!!”

“Yes really!!!”

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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!