Dear 10 Year Old…

It hit me earlier this week that my oldest son is growing up on me. This week marks the beginning of his last 9 weeks as an elementary school student.  I’ll admit I got a little emotional and sentimental as I reflected on the past 10.5 years and it still amazes me how much he’s grown and matured.

I thought about my 5th grade year and how excited and anxious I was to enter middle school.  I thoroughly enjoyed my 5th grade year.  I had the coolest teacher ever and got many of the coveted 5th grade perks.  I vividly remember our 5th grade ceremony where we sang “One Moment In Time” by Whitney Houston:

I still sing the words to that song to this day – over 20 years later.  Of course, back then I didn’t realize the true meaning of those words.  As I sit and reflect on them now, it’s my desire to get my son to truly understand what my 5th grade music teacher wanted us to know.  Each day we need to live and strive to give the best.  We never know when we’re going to start THAT day that determines the rest of our lives.  We never know what event could start a domino effect that will change our lives and those around us for the better or the worse.  A lot to comprehend at 10, I know.  But in the world we live in where children are forced to face adult-like situations at earlier ages – it’s important to impart the positive on them.  We have to teach our children about sex, drugs, stranger danger.  On the flip side, we have to teach our children about hopes and dreams, believing in themselves when society may not, and about giving 150% because they never know when they’ll experience that “one moment in time” and can say proudly:

Blessings Divas!

~Michelle