When I was a young girl, I often sat beside my grandmother in the old adirondack chairs on her back lawn. One summer afternoon, as the sun’s golden rays lengthened and dipped between the cornstalks of my grandfather’s garden, she told me that her wish for me is that I would always surround myself with good people, because good people make you even better. I’ve kept her words tucked into my heart ever since and I can still see her blue eyes and hear her beautiful voice.
What I didn’t know then is that the day would come when I would drop you off at kindergarten and come home to a quiet house, without you, and realize that you, my sweet little love, are exactly who she meant.
Sharing my days with you has made me a better person. Over the past nearly six years, your laugh, your joy and your eternal kindness have enveloped me.
I am a little bit calmer because of you. A little gentler. A little sillier.
We laid in your bed recently, talking about the approaching school year and I teased you, asking you to please stay home with me because I would miss you too much if you went to kindergarten.
You looked at me, put your hand on my cheek so very gently and said, “But mommy, if I stay home, my teacher and friends will be sad.” And you know what, buddy? You’re right. They would. Because you have sprinkled my days with joy and I’m certain you will do the same at school. And they’re so very lucky to have the pleasure of knowing you, Matthew.
If my grandmother had ever had the chance to meet you…to see your goodness…I know it would have been one of her life’s greatest joys.
So, you enjoy kindergarten and let your light shine, my sweet boy.
Let it shine so very bright.
With a heart filled with gratitude,