Two years ago today I placed Georgia in her bucket seat for the last time and walked into Emergency. I left the girls with my mom and would not return home for 18 days (at least to stay). I would not be fully present in Calla and Maya's lives for weeks. The memories are hard to think about and yet they are ever present.
I had hoped to celebrate Calla's birthday today as she has been sick since Sunday but she still wasn't well enough. Instead, I spent the day inside with all three girls. It felt good in many ways. We had no place to go and really nothing to do except to be together.
After supper I took Maya to Old Navy because she really wanted a St. Patrick's Day shirt. : ) It was raining and she was absolutely delighted. She squealed with delight when she saw a patch of grass or we hit a giant puddle. When we got there she insisted on putting up her umbrella even though it was only sprinkling. We didn't find a shirt in the end, but we had lots of fun looking around.
It's funny how something as simple as a trip to the store with Maya can make me smile. She was in such a good mood that it was contagious. At some point I realized how lucky I am that Maya can still be such a bundle of energy and enthusiasm. Two years ago I left her and she would change in a way that left her hard to recognize. Today however, she was the Maya I once knew - Self confident and fun, easy going and full of laughter, ready for adventure and mischievous.
As the memories start to come hard and fast as I know they will, I am going to hold onto my evening with Maya. Moving forward isn't always easy but with Maya around she's practically pulling me along. : )
Love to you all,
Kristen
PS Calla is feeling much better tonight and we are hoping that she will be back to normal tomorrow.