Writing Love

20121218-215452.jpgI am totally in love with my daughter, Alexandra, right now.

Not that I ever don’t love her, but we are having quite a love affair at the moment.

And this all started when she started writing. Writing me love notes. Writing!

Nico is my affectionate one. When I say goodnight to them and tell them I love them, Nico responds with a passionate cry of, “I love you mommy!” and Alexandra is quiet. Nothing. When snuggling on the couch = the same. I express love for them. Nico responds back. Alexandra might snuggle a bit more or squeak, but I can’t remember the last time she said she loved me. And she hasn’t initiated an “I love you” exchange since….?

Then, about two weeks ago, her folder from school started coming home with multiple notes that said, “I love you mom” or “I love you” with it addressed with a To: Mom. Much of her artwork at home is the same: love notes to me. Omg. It’s killing me. Killing me with a tsunami of love. It breaks my heart open with love for her.

And this has been going on for weeks.

As a person who loves to write, I can’t help but love–even more–that her first self-sustained written words are proclamations of love for me.

Never underestimate the power of a love note.

{And I just want to add how heartbreaking it is to post this–as a teacher and a mother–in the wake of the school shooting in CT where many little lives around the age of Alexandra’s were taken and how bittersweet all her love notes to me felt this past weekend.}

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