Mikayla brought home this letter from school today, and I was so unbelievably touched.
After I finally stopped crying, I took the opportunity to tell Mikayla how proud I am of her. Which, I am sure that I don't do often enough.
And, really, I am not posting this to say look at what a great kid I have... and that must make me such a good parent...because that is far from the truth.
The reality is, I probably do more things wrong than I do right...and I think that Mikayla is good in spite of me, rather than because of me.
But, all that being said, I am so grateful for the wonderful person that she is. Really, the wonderful people that all my children are.
And, I am grateful for a wonderful teacher who would take the time to send such a lovely letter.
After all the crummy teacher experiences we have had lately, this one feels like a little miracle.