She's On Her Way

She has always adapted well. When she was born, she moved into foster care for a month. She loved her foster family. When she was adopted, she fit right in. Never did her adoptive family doubt that they have done the right thing. She loved to snuggle as a baby, and loved the attention of her mom and dad and her big brother.

As she got older she never hesitated to branch out. She was eager to go to nursery class at church at 18-months. She loved being left with the baby-sitters, or going on sleep-overs at Grandma’s house. When she was old enough to go on play-dates, she went, fearlessly, and never looked back. When she went to her Kindergarten Preview, and her mom told her that she needed to go with the woman in the blue shirt, there was no hesitation. Kids around her didn’t want to leave their moms and dads, but she went and tapped the woman in blue with a big smile on her face.

Her big brother had been riding his bike with out training wheels for awhile. After months of watching him zip around the street and off the curb, she went and asked her mom to take her training wheels off. Her mom complied with this simple request. She was maybe a teeny tiny bit nervous but she didn’t show it.

For a couple of minutes her mom held the handle and walked with her. Then her mom just put her hand on the her back to guide her. It wasn’t long until she realized that she didn’t need her mom’s hand anymore. And she was off.

Minutes later, she asked, "Can I go around the block?"

Her mom smiled and her eagerness to get out and own her way, but said, "Not right now." She was okay with that, for now. She rides in circles on the cul-de-sac and up and down the street pedaling as hard as she can, and imagining all the wonders of a 5-year-old world.

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