Tuesday, May 28, 2013

my sweet abby girl

So for the second time this school year I found myself blinking back tears and swallowing past the lump in my throat while talking to Abby's teacher. The first time was just before Christmas, rather than traditional gifts we made a donation on the teacher's behalf to our local Children's Hospital. I wrote a letter explaining the girls health issues at birth and what a big part our local hospital had played in getting them well. Both girls' teachers approached me to thank us for such a thoughtful gift while I attempted, with poor results, to keep from getting too weepy.

Fast forward a few months and I find myself chatting with Abby's teacher...

Him: Abby tells me you started running.
Me: Yes, I did. About a year ago.
Him: And you've run some races.
Me: I have, yes. Just some 5k's.
Him: She tells me. Always with a big smile on her face. She's very proud of you.

Cue the blubbering mess. Kinda. I think I held myself together fairly well or at the very least he was kind enough to pretend not to notice. I wonder, sometimes.... am I doing this right? Am I a good role model? Are they paying attention? Nice to know they may just be....


Betsy said...

Love it!! I hope my kids see me as inspiring. I am training again as well. Hoping to run my first half marathon in the fall. =)

Mis(s)Mannered Mom said...

It doesn't get better than that...does it? Or more REAL. It lets you know that what you're doing, and modelling for them, is making an impact. Well done!