Dearest Miss Eleven,
It is only four more sleeps till you will be safely back under my wing. It can not come quickly enough. It feels like forever since you left here. Though the reality is that it has barely been twelve days. Twelve long lingering days where your sisters and I have constantly worn ourselves out to exhaustion. Between long deep sleeps and plenty of activity time seems less of a burden. It starts to pass with more ease in days that are filled with laughter to mask all else.
These times apart are hard for me, your sisters too, but we know that it is just the way it is. In the early days I wondered whether it really was the right thing to do and I must thank your father for being as understanding as what he was about it all. He mostly listened to my worries. I still worry about all kinds of things, I guess it is just what parents do though. Worry about whether or not they have done the right thing and according to who.
Who is to really know or say what is right or wrong about anything these days? All we can do is look into our hearts and trust our gut, cross our fingers and toes and hope for the very best. That is pretty much what gets me by most of the time. I hope it works out the same for you as well.
This is a super big year for you. A super big year for us. This journey that you are on, it is one that we still need to be on together for a long time yet. Please don't shut down and exclude me. I might not get it right all the time but I mean well, my heart is in the right place and I only want the best for you. More than anything, that is always all I am aiming for. The best for you and your interests.
As much as we have missed you though, we have noticed something about your absence. There is a quiet and calm around that we are not sure how often we have seen before. In many ways it is a bit lovely. There has been less yelling and screaming from everyone. I really hope it can stay this way with you here.
There have been some changes while you were gone and they will stay when you come back. Changes to things like screen times and jobs. There is to be less of one and more of the other. Though there are no real surprises there, you were warned before you left of what to expect upon your return. My mind has not changed.
Like I said before, I know this is a big year, and I am here to keep you company and help out where need be. I want to be there for you. Always. I know you think I smoother you, but it is only natural that I want to protect you. As exciting as the world may seem it is not always roses. There are too many nasties out there for one as precious as you.
While middle school may not sound the same as high school, it will certainly have a lot of similarities. I still can't believe that this is the door currently waiting to open. If only there was some way to make you understand the importance of education. What you learn now is actually important. Seriously.
I know that it might be hard to believe but it is true, as rubbish as what you might think they are speaking, you can never learn to much. It is important to stop and listen. Always stop and listen to what is being said around you. There may be times when you don't need to take it on board but always make sure you listen before running away.
Unless it is about boys. Then run away at top speed as fast as you can without listening to a word that is said. There will be plenty of time of boys when you are all grown up and they on their way to being men. For now just have as many wonderful friends as you can and forget totally about kissing, sex or anything of the like.
You are only eleven, yes, yes that's right, I mean nearly twelve.
There is no need to wish you life away. Stop and smell the flowers, blow some bubbles and laugh as much as you can. These really should be some of the best years of your life. Carefree and without worry. Not without study though. You can study and learn but without worry or stress. I know it is cliche but you should try hard at school. In fact you should try hard in all that you do. Always give everything you best go.
My dearest darling first born, there is so much that I want to say. So much that for one reason or another I can't just yet. All in good time I know. For now however rest assured that you are loved and greatly missed when not here with us. Your coming home can not come soon enough.
Fairy wishes and butterfly kisses
Mum
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It is only four more sleeps till you will be safely back under my wing. It can not come quickly enough. It feels like forever since you left here. Though the reality is that it has barely been twelve days. Twelve long lingering days where your sisters and I have constantly worn ourselves out to exhaustion. Between long deep sleeps and plenty of activity time seems less of a burden. It starts to pass with more ease in days that are filled with laughter to mask all else.
These times apart are hard for me, your sisters too, but we know that it is just the way it is. In the early days I wondered whether it really was the right thing to do and I must thank your father for being as understanding as what he was about it all. He mostly listened to my worries. I still worry about all kinds of things, I guess it is just what parents do though. Worry about whether or not they have done the right thing and according to who.
Who is to really know or say what is right or wrong about anything these days? All we can do is look into our hearts and trust our gut, cross our fingers and toes and hope for the very best. That is pretty much what gets me by most of the time. I hope it works out the same for you as well.
This is a super big year for you. A super big year for us. This journey that you are on, it is one that we still need to be on together for a long time yet. Please don't shut down and exclude me. I might not get it right all the time but I mean well, my heart is in the right place and I only want the best for you. More than anything, that is always all I am aiming for. The best for you and your interests.
As much as we have missed you though, we have noticed something about your absence. There is a quiet and calm around that we are not sure how often we have seen before. In many ways it is a bit lovely. There has been less yelling and screaming from everyone. I really hope it can stay this way with you here.
There have been some changes while you were gone and they will stay when you come back. Changes to things like screen times and jobs. There is to be less of one and more of the other. Though there are no real surprises there, you were warned before you left of what to expect upon your return. My mind has not changed.
Like I said before, I know this is a big year, and I am here to keep you company and help out where need be. I want to be there for you. Always. I know you think I smoother you, but it is only natural that I want to protect you. As exciting as the world may seem it is not always roses. There are too many nasties out there for one as precious as you.
While middle school may not sound the same as high school, it will certainly have a lot of similarities. I still can't believe that this is the door currently waiting to open. If only there was some way to make you understand the importance of education. What you learn now is actually important. Seriously.
I know that it might be hard to believe but it is true, as rubbish as what you might think they are speaking, you can never learn to much. It is important to stop and listen. Always stop and listen to what is being said around you. There may be times when you don't need to take it on board but always make sure you listen before running away.
Unless it is about boys. Then run away at top speed as fast as you can without listening to a word that is said. There will be plenty of time of boys when you are all grown up and they on their way to being men. For now just have as many wonderful friends as you can and forget totally about kissing, sex or anything of the like.
You are only eleven, yes, yes that's right, I mean nearly twelve.
There is no need to wish you life away. Stop and smell the flowers, blow some bubbles and laugh as much as you can. These really should be some of the best years of your life. Carefree and without worry. Not without study though. You can study and learn but without worry or stress. I know it is cliche but you should try hard at school. In fact you should try hard in all that you do. Always give everything you best go.
My dearest darling first born, there is so much that I want to say. So much that for one reason or another I can't just yet. All in good time I know. For now however rest assured that you are loved and greatly missed when not here with us. Your coming home can not come soon enough.
Fairy wishes and butterfly kisses
Mum
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So truly beautiful, such wise words for your daughter. I hope her homecoming is as precious as this post is xx
ReplyDeleteThanks Josefa
DeleteThis is such a beautiful letter to your daughter Rhianna. I swear. I have goose bumps. I love the part where you say to her to stop and listen. Such a good advice.
ReplyDeleteThank you lovely.
DeleteI've been meaning to write a letter to my daughter. This is inspiring!
ReplyDeleteThank you, it is something I have wanted to do for quite some time, still got a few more to do, all in good time though
Deletebeautiful letter Rhi. I lol'd at the "unless it's about boys. Then run away at top speed" LOL! Maybe this break has been good for you all, and I'm sure she will settle into the new rules when she comes home. Sounds like a big year ahead for you all. x Aroha
ReplyDeleteI didn't want it to be without a little laugh. I am sure the break has been good for us all, but that doesn't always make it easier. Sure does feel like a big one ahead, thanks for dropping in.
DeleteThis is such a beautiful post Rhianna, thank you so much for sharing.
ReplyDeleteG. xx
My pleasure in sharing, thanks for stopping by
DeleteCrying here, Rhi! That is such a beautiful post. Make sure you show that to her one day. Such wonderful advice from a mum to a daughter. Enjoy her return xxxxxx
ReplyDeleteOh bless, nothing like a good tear jerker hey? I will certainly show her when the time is right.
DeleteWhat a beautiful letter, I'm sure your little girl will treasure it. Love your new header too xx
ReplyDeleteThanks Catherine, the header makes me smile every time I see it!
DeleteSuch a touching, honest and sweet letter. Nearly had tears welling up, but definitely got goosebumps. Enjoy having your 'baby' home and I hope it all the changes goes smoothly xx Emily
ReplyDeleteThanks Emily, I am glad you liked it. Will work harder for tears in the next post ;P
DeleteLovely letter. I am in the same boat, and I said to my son that I knew he was going to hate me soon enough, and that it would break my heart but it was normal. It's hard standing on the moody abyss and seeing what's on the horizon...but it's normal so we know it's coming. Eep!
ReplyDeleteIt sure is tough isn't it? I keep saying to her, I know what it is like I was that age once as well, but of course that means little to her
DeleteA beautiful post...((hugs)) for you both xx
ReplyDeletethanks Beck
DeleteSuch a lovely letter. I'm sure you'll both love to look back on this in years to come.
ReplyDeleteVery wise words, my dear :)
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Oh Rhi, I know how much you love that girl, but this speaks volumes. Hope she reads it. xx
ReplyDeleteRhianna, I remember this age and butting heads with my mother SO much. Hormones and personality differences have a lot to answer for, don't they? I wish you only strength, because love you have plenty of. Best wishes to you both.
ReplyDeleteOh Rhianna, you've made me cry! Such a beautiful letter, she'll treasure it when she's older. I keep making my 9 year-old promise me that we'll always be buddies.....but I'm pretty sure we'll be going through the normal rough times. xx
ReplyDeleteBeautiful treasure for her to have always. To know just how much you love her and what she means to you is truly priceless.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. I have letters to my daughter too. And a blog post about the great books I have read in regards to raising girls.
ReplyDeleteIn case you're interested, here's the links for the letters to my daughter http://vicky-lifeonthehill.blogspot.com.au/2011/06/lauralei.html?m=1 http://vicky-lifeonthehill.blogspot.com.au/2012/10/im-writing-this-for-my-daughter-who-is.html?m=1 and the post about the books http://vicky-lifeonthehill.blogspot.com.au/2012/06/girlwoman.html?m=1 :)
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