Dear Mackenzie,
I can’t believe I’ve had the pleasure of being your mother for the past 16 years. Believe me when I say it’s gone entirely too quickly. Given the chance, I’d do it over and over again. Every minute of it…
1995 – A year of waddling and heartburn and anticipation. Until January 16th, that is, when you came into this world with a 2-hour notice and then announced your arrival with a hearty wail. Nothing was ever the same forever after. Laughter pealed brighter. Flowers grew more vivid. Tiaras became more sparkly. …and the world was eternally changed. We lived in San Diego and passed our time driving Dillon to and from kindergarten, taking long walks, splashing in the pool, and having play dates with friends. You took your first airplane trip to Indiana, and your first trip to Disneyland.
1996 – Your dad was deployed most of this year and you, Dillon and I spent it at the San Diego Zoo, Sea World, and running around with Scientist Lisa and Kirsten. Dillon adored you and helped out wherever he could. We still lived in the apartment and took long walks around the neighborhood, frequently ending at the mall. The ladies at The Gap knew us well.
1997 – This year passed almost exactly like the 2 previous years. We took trips home to Indiana each summer, and attended Auntie’s wedding (this is your dress!); we walked, read books, and played at the beach.
1998 -We bought our first house. Your room was stamped with flowers and filled with books. Dillon went to school while you and I spent our days reading, cooking and digging in the garden. And every time I turned around you were naked. It was an awkward year for anyone who rang our doorbell uninvited. …and we evidently went home for Christmas this year.
1999 – In ’99, we learned that we would be moving to Japan within the year. We spent weeks in preparation for this event. We visited family. We made the most of our idyllic life in San Diego – for change, it was a’comin’!
2000 – We vacationed in Hawaii before moving to Japan and after living in the Navy Lodge on base for 2 months, we moved into a townhouse and you started Kindergarten where you met Torrey and I met Rachelle and 2 mother-daughter friendships to last a lifetime were formed. We went to Kyoto this year and you hand fed a deer.
2001 – You started first grade at Shirley Lanham Elementary School. We took a trip to cold, cold Sapporo. Wago and Papa made the trip to Japan to visit us. You refused to hold a guinea pig at the Sagamihara Zoo. We came home and took a super-fun trip to Chicago with Wago and Papa that summer. This is your first day of first grade:
2002 – This is the year of our epic Australia/New Zealand trip. It was the vacation of a lifetime and one I hope you will never forget. Wago came to Japan again and we rode the bullet train to Kyoto – you, me, Wago, and Dillon. This is when you still carried Cubby everywhere.
2003 – We spent a fabulous year in Japan, taking tours and hanging out with new friends like Hiroko. Dillon played “Pete” in the Disney Light Parade at Disney Tokyo.
2004 – This was the year that you were in Sadao Watanabe’s International Chorus and recorded “Share the World” (track #12). We went to Disney Sea in Tokyo with Torrey and Rachelle, and you learned to ski in Nagano. In August, we moved back to the US and stayed with Wago and Papa for 4 months while we waited for your dad to join us. You were in 4th grade and attended Mayflower Mill for one semester. It was not your favorite time and luckily for everyone, it passed quickly.
2005 -In January, we moved into the townhouse in DC. I finally saw the return of that happy girl that we left in Japan. You quickly made friends with a great group of girls and this is where you started to swim and dive on the community swim team.
2006 – This year was the hardest. Just getting through it took all of the energy that you, Dillon, and I could muster and the last 2 days ended with the announcement that your dad and I would be divorcing. I still remember how devastated you were and how my heart broke that I couldn’t fix it. Slowly we restored your “Rory” to my “Lorelai” and the world returned to a New Normal.
2007 – You finished out the school year with your friends and Dillon graduated, then in June we packed up and moved Home to Indiana. Wago and Papa took us in and healed us with day trips, and cookouts, and gardening; books, and fireplace fires, and family parties. In November of this year we moved into the house we named “Baby Blue” and created a cocoon around ourselves. One of your great dreams was realized – you got to pick out your own cat: Oliver, later renamed Bigcat by popular opinion.
2008 – A year of BIG changes. I began to date and then married Tim. Though you were a little resistant at first, you eventually came around and now you would agree that Our Boys changed our life for the better. You decided since Alex was non-verbal that you needed to learn American Sign Language. And then you made it happen.
2009 – This was the year you started high school. I can’t wrap my mind around how quickly we arrived at this point. All of a sudden, my baby girl, my mini-me, my shadow, the little girl who for years followed me around, jabbering all the while, became autonomous and I became even more proud. I could almost see the woman you would become someday – you had poise, integrity, intelligence, humor, beauty, maturity – and I could not have been more content with the path you were on.
2010 – You took driver’s ed and gave Tim several new gray hairs. You got your first job (swim teacher, of course). You rocked your grades and finished 18th in your class of 500. You dominated the breast stroke and dropped your times (a lot!). You took the PSAT’s and showed them who’s boss. You joined Best Buddies and you make a difference in a child’s life. Your school has recognized, in less than 3 semesters that you’re a person who has something to offer.
2011 – I believe that 2011 will be a year of Happy. There’s a car in your future (which equals happy for you, terror for me), you’ll start your junior year and begin The Great College Search. You will drop your times in the pool, and continue to be the conscientious student that you are. You will foster your civic-mindedness and generate Change for the better. I will stand back and watch you grow, marveling at the beautiful and strong woman you’re becoming, and enjoy every minute of the ride.
Have a wonderful 16th year, Mackenzie.
I love you to the moon and back,
Mama