I have a crystal clear image burned into my mind, a new favorite memory.
my little one started kindergarten yesterday. she's been beside herself for a week with excitement, wanting to try on all her new school clothes and wear her new shoes to play in the dirt.
she was uncertain for a moment about being left in this new place, but she settled into the new routine with her usual alacrity. I like her teacher, I think she'll be encouraged to learn the way she needs to be. she's a little sponge. she remembers things. she loves doing stuff, all kinds of stuff.
I've carried her little smiling face around in my head since yesterday, her eyes big and round and looking up at me, radiating love and trust. her face on the first day of kindergarten is my new favorite memory.
her daddy never called.