The Birthday Card I Never Gave to My Daughter
My desk was long overdue for a cleaning. I'm the type who finds it difficult to work in a messy area, so I straightened up my desk so I could waste more time get some work done. And there it was. The 1st Birthday card I bought for my daughter. It was blank inside. It was 3 weeks before her 2nd birthday. How did I forget this? Why hadn't I ever filled it out? Why didn't I write in it the day I bought it? Am I a terrible mother? That's it. I'm a terrible mother. But, wait. What were we doing around that time? We had just moved into another house in a different town. I was planning her big 1st Birthday Party. We were just getting into a rhythm and schedule at our new living arrangement. I was busy trying to be a fantastic Mom. Engaging her (enough?). Talking to her (enough?). Reading to her (enough?). Teaching her (enough?). Watching her grow up, oh so fast. I remember seeing the card on the bar of our kitchen. "I need to fill that