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Òrìṣà Bí Ìyá Kòsí


Last Day of Kindergarten 

Last Day of Kindergarten 


It is amazing how time flies. We all know and say this but I am not sure we completely comprehend it. Time is truly fleeting.

As I drive to work today, I remind myself that it is the girls last day of kindergarten, and like last night I get emotional.

Any sane parent will tell you “oh gosh that means they will be home all day every day the entire summer, or they will go to summer day camp which is quite a fee.” Either way, it is not quiet around the house. “Can school continue all year round?”

However, as I drive to work it feels just like a minute ago I dropped them for their first day, and cried as I walked back to my car. Wishing I could take them back home with me and just protect them… Keep them my babies forever…

Well kindergarten is over and they have grown so much… Learnt a lot and are so proud.

In between missing tooth, fiery desire to wear dresses on cold winter days, and we never watch TV tantrums, I am emotional knowing this milestone marks them growing, and slowly moving into the real world… And I can’t take it… They are just babies after all…

Last night as I tried unsuccessfully not to think about this, I wrote individual letters to their teachers Mrs. Miller, and Mrs. Rubin thanking them for everything. They truly are the best as are teachers in general.

The girls are fortunate to have had such excellent teachers as part of their growing years. And while, I am emotional because using sad is too gloomy, I try to focus on all they have accomplished these last few months, and manage not to burst into wails…it doesn’t help that I am going into work…

They are blooming readers, writers, and artists. Pekun is super sweet with amazing maturity, and leadership qualities. Ponle is, well Ponle lights up a room with sincerity, innocence, joy, and her humble confidence is a fantastic delight.

Their accomplishments remind me that they are growing and need to grow; it also leaves me sad because they are no longer my “no anymore, ok” babies. They are becoming young girls and my pride in who they are becoming leaves emotional… And so as I drive to work and ponder on their 6 years, and the last year of kindergarten I cry like that first day back in August.

I cannot but thank their teachers again and of course their wonderful Woods Creek School. 

Ponle Pekun if I don’t say it enough, I am super-duper proud of you… And so you get chocolate cupcakes as after school treats today.

If I had the platform, I will scream it from the highest peaks… You make me prouder every day and your perfect imperfections remind me of how far we have come… You are both the best thing I will ever do.

Bravo on finishing kindergarten and here’s to a wonderful summer and even better 1st grade. Your best days are ahead of you.

Thank you again Mrs. Miller, Mrs. Rubin. Go Woods Creek!!

6/1/16 7:24am

I cried for another few minutes, dried my eyes, and walked into the office building ready to take on the day…today’s grace comes from their loud laughs last night expressing how excited they are about the last day of school…giggling about their experiences, and friends…whispering as they doze off to slumber that I am the best mom they ever had…

Because you are…



I love you dear daughters

Because you are mine

For so many reasons I could never explain

Because you are mine

Because you are fine

Because you are fast

Because you are blasts

Because you are loud

Because you are round

Because you are shy

Because you are smiles

I love you dear daughters

Because you are mine

For so many reasons I cannot contain

Because you are whole

Because you are gold

Because you are bold

Because you are so

Because you are joy

Because you are fun

Because you are noise

Because you are bliss

I love you dear daughters

Again and again

For so many reasons I don’t even know

Because you are mine

Because you are ours

Because you are us

Because you are more

I love you dear daughters

I will say it again

Because you are love

Because you are joy

Because you are you

Because you are true

My most perfect truth

9/2/2014 3:51pm



I Am But 5


Life tells me I am getting old
Everyday a reminder
Gray hairs in places most unimaginable
Backs bent from days of toil and aggression
Many miles run in hopes of staying young
Stress worry and ache all about
Dreams of yesteryears dwindling fast with each tick pulled by tock
I wonder where my childhood went…
… Where did age 15 go?

Yet somewhere a new adventure awaits
Chubby faces and hearty smiles
Telling me I am but 5
The most proper guest at Tuesday evening tea parties
Graceful cheers and raised pinkies remind me
I have still a whole life ahead of me
My age just some marked up number between 1 and more

6/3/13 11:51pm