Dear Lior,
In the light of the coming Mother's Day I thought I should write you something as I haven't in a while. It's the last summer vacation of my life, love. And as much as I love spending most of my hours with you, I feel like being idle at home is driving me to the brink of insanity. With this, I hope you know why I could never be a stay home mum like my mother. I think that is what I admired most about her. She quit her job to be there for us 24/7. I think staying at home requires a patience and sanity I don't think I could ever have. For that, I am extremely sorry. Don't worry, I will try to compensate by spoiling you with whatever you could possibly want.
Just this week, you started your first few days at play school. It was nothing like I expected, of course. I thought you were going to enjoy it but instead you threw a wildfire cry. I couldn't leave you of course but papa insisted that I do, that I have to so that you can learn. As it is, he was right. It's your fourth day and you have your episodes the moment we get there but it stops for a while after your teacher takes you inside the room. I am so proud of you. Teacher thought you're going to spend at least a week crying but look at you now! So grown up. I wish you could see my smile when I try to peek from your classroom window. I hope that even if this world tries to weaken you, to sharpen you, you will still grow in spite and despite.
I am so in love with you even if you test the limits of my patience each day.
You are everything I could ever need, light.
And yet you're everything so much more.
With all the love in this world,
Mama
