Last week, I played hooky with my oldest daughter. I adjusted my work hours and pulled her out of school for no good reason other than to spend time with her. And guess what?
I don’t feel guilty about it. Not a bit.
We drove out into the countryside near the foothills of Virginia and parked the car at Pharsalia—a plantation turned flower farm and event space that boasts some of the most breathtaking views of the Blue Ridge. We picked peonies and wandered the property. We learned about flower varieties and planting times. We met other nature lovers, many of whom have daughters who are all grown up.
One woman we chatted with was enjoying her first year of retirement after being a school educator and principal for 30 years. She asked me if I had taken my daughter out of school that day, and I admitted I had. “What you’re doing,” she said, “is something you’ll never regret.”
I don’t regret carving out space for my daughter.
I don’t regret the conversations we had meandering through rows of peony plants.
I don’t regret making memories with a child I’ll only have under my roof for another seven years.
And can you imagine what happened the next day when I dropped my truant daughter off at school?
School assignments were caught up on. Work went back to normal. Teachers were gracious.
When we sat down for lunch at the farm, Maddox looked over at me and said, “Mom, this is all so unlike you. . . I love it.”
May we mamas become more and more unlike our rule abiding selves everyday.
Kelley Sullivan says
Oh i just loved this!! Wisdom!! Love you friend!