This is a little note to myself, tinged with happiness (and perhaps a tiny touch of selfishness 🙃)
👧🏻 loves to wave goodbye to me through the window when I leave for work, even on days when she doesn't have to go to school and could have slept in. She chooses to wake up early just to say bye to me.
Today was one of those days when she woke up suddenly, fearing she had missed our goodbye, and started crying.
I held her close, showering her little cheeks with kisses until her tears turned into laughter. I know these precious moments of saying goodbye will soon come to an end. Despite this, deep down, I can't help but feel a tiny surge of happiness, although it seems terribly wrong to be joyful when my little one is in distress. 😂
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