Sunday, I blogged about my daughter growing more active in church and how I, no longer as active, have been relegated to “Jada’s mother” status. Author Y. Calleiro commented that it’s hard to let go, and I told Yvette there was a story about the moment I learned to let go. This morning, I’ll tell it.
Years ago, when Jada was finishing her master’s degree, she was assigned to a school for kids with special needs. She fell in love with the kids and would bake cookies and cupcakes on special days to take to her kids. Every night she’d have a new story about one of her students that would make me laugh my head off or move me to tears.
One particular day she invited me to spend the morning and attend a play she was directing at the school. When we approached the front door, students were lined up to go in, but when they saw me, they went into a frenzy. Some were shouting and jumping up and down. Others were downright screaming. Hi, Ms. Mims, hi, Ms. Mims. Over here, Ms. Mims!
I started smiling like a fool as I beheld this display of affection. I turned to my daughter with delight because by now they were pushing to get to me, but Jada pulled me into the building.
“How do all your kids know me?” I asked, a little thrilled, a little breathless.
She looked at me like I was crazy. “Mom, they were speaking to me!”
The other Ms. Mims had arrived!
Good Morning, Linda
Yes, I do like this story but your blog wouldn’t let me comment when I first saw the picture and the title. I have been signing up to receive blog updates several times, but it doesn’t seem to go through. I will keep trying.
As I read this article, I thought about how you have been a walking legend for your daughter. Maybe you didn’t notice it but she was watching you. That is the best testimony to leave behind. I am so proud of you and her. You have something precious to praise God for.
Love ❤️ you.
Shalom shalom
Such a cute story ~ You raised a confident woman who is beloved by kids ~ Congrats, beautiful you.
They love her so much, Christy. She’s a tough love teacher, but they know her sweet spots.
What a wonderful story!
Thank you, Lillie!
I love your story, Linda. It put a smile on my face. You were learning to let go and let your daughter come into her own at that moment. So sweet! 😂😂
There was nothing else to do. To refuse to see it would’ve been food for a reality drama where the narcissistic mother won’t let go!🤣
Oh my word, that’s brilliant, Linda. What an amazing moment that must have been when realization struck—shock, perhaps a bit of awkwardness, followed by an amazing wash of pride for your daughter. Great story!
Shock for certain, Mae, and a lot of pride.🤗
This is priceless, Linda!
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I love this story, Linda! How beautiful that she is so loved by her students. <3 I can see how this moment made you realize that your little girl was all grown up. Thanks for sharing this story with us.
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
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