As I continue to work behind the scenes on dealing with the effects of my depression and bi-polar disorder, things are finally beginning to wrap up. I have learned so much in the last six months, but the biggest realization I have made is the fact that I had forgotten how much I love my children. Life is just not the same without them here, regardless of the fights and attitudes. I miss hearing Monkey singing all the time, Peanut humming while doing her homework, and Bullfrog constantly talking about his YuGiOh, Bakugon, and other card games that I have no clue about!
Tonight I got the chance to watch my daughter take a big step. That step was trying out for a prestigious choir here in Kansas City. The Allegro Children's Choir is one of the best choirs Kansas City has to offer. We asked her about it a couple years ago, and she was not ready to try out for it. However, she changed her mind this year. We are at a place where we can support that desire and give her the wind under her wings so she can fly. She picks up on songs so quickly and is very receptive to being taught. Especially when it is something that she absolutely enjoys. We will find out in about a week what, if any, choir group she was accepted into.
This does not change her love for violins and photography. It also does not change her love for wanting to read American Girl books, or other historical non-fiction book. She will always be my young lady trapped in a little girl's body. The girl I want to have sit on my lap while I brush her hair. The girl I want to snuggle up to on her futon bed at night and play footsie. That little girl that has a million different facial expressions from the day she was born.
I am having a hard time believing that my little Peanut is now in double digits and becoming quite the young lady. Full of spunk, full of life, full of energy, and full of the belief that anything is possible.
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