9 years old
On my list of things I never thought I would do: Spend my daughter's birthday alone. The dad took her this year. I'm getting more and more used to it. I'm learning to enjoy the time I have. I'm learning that the way of celebrating and doing traditions--the way I've had in my head since I was wee--doesn't have to be fixed and doesn't have to run life. I'm learning to peel away the unnecessary stuff and figure out what is really most important. I have to stop and ask myself, What will make the most difference to her right now and in the future? What does she really need to have a good day, or at least remember it as a good experience? By the way, I don't have the answers to any of those questions. She's holding Hannah here after the dance recital. I still don't know what Hannah was crying about (I almost never know). So excited to be swimming every day. Also gets very tuckered out after practice. ...