It was the first day of summer break. This working mom was able to just be a mom, full time, without having to leave her sweet girl every day while she worked. We planned to sleep in, watch Curious George in bed, eat breakfast, pack a picnic lunch and then head to the park for the day.
I remember thinking I was blessed because I had this time with Miss Anna: summers off. I was a single mom so being a stay at home mom was not an option. I remember being grateful for having a profession which allowed me this time with my girl. We had plans, big plans.
This past September Anna and I were going through some old photos, this one (above) being one of them. I told her I didn’t want her to grow up yet. She had just started first grade and I knew that in no time at all she would be wearing a cap and gown to her graduation.
I was sad she was growing up, remembering a time when all she wanted to do was play with Mama. I remember thinking that I needed to count my blessings for all the beautiful memories we shared during this time in our lives when it was just the two of us: when life was simple, sleeping in was an option and Curious George never got old.
Missing my Anna on the first day of summer break and remembering all of the beautiful memories.