August 29, 2025

It was finally C's turn to start finding her path here in London. We went on a preschool tour. Excuse me, a nursery tour this morning. She is thrilled to go to school, and she even wore her fancy birthday tutu for the occasion.

It was a lovely school, and honestly, I just want a place for her that is close to home, feels abundantly safe, and will allow her to be her fun 4 year old self for her last year before actual school. This place even has a huge old gym at their disposal where they let the kids let loose with bikes, scooters, and anything else they can find with wheels. Actually, it reminded me of the old gym at my elementary school which tugged at my heart.

Oh, the feelings. I'm ready for her to go because she is so ready, but I want to hold onto her too. Not just because I love her, but because life has thrown her and me some lemons since her birth and although I believe whatever has happened is for our highest goods in the grand plan of life, it stings. I am learning slowly to grieve it, accept it, and trust it.