My little flower has started daycare, half-time but it is killing my heart!
And this is just the beginning of letting her go, little by little for her development--and mine--
Every morning we get ready for "school" , having a joy together walking to "school"
I drop her off to the Italian teachers, then, I cry behind the garbage cans. Silly mom!
Half time is enough, I dont want to miss to much of her during the days. She is my flower.
P.S. Still no Internet!! This is crazy!
Mia Mattsson-Mercer Born in 1964, Sweden. Author to three books. Writing a web-column for the Magazine NARA. “That’s Amore” is my catch phrase. Finishing the manuscripts for two different books. Also HomeSchooling Mother. Worked: United States, Germany, Switzerland, Bosnien, Bulgaria, France, Ireland, Italy, Portugal and Bahrain Founder/CEO Animals Without Limits. I am a proud Lyme disease, Child Abuse and Animal Warrior.
1 comment:
Allt som är stort är också svårt. Din blomma växer, hon kommer att slå ut och blomstra än mer, dag för dag, år för år.
Kram! Katarina
A friend in Naples
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