You Make It Happen

A letter arrived in the mail addressed “to the parents of Madylin.” 

Woohoo! It was the letter informing us that our Future Third Grader (wasn’t she just born) was accepted into S.T.E.P. (Smyrna Triad Enrichment Program).

I am beyond proud. I am ecstatic. I am thrilled. And honored. And, did I mention, proud?

This is the child that is five days shy of the age group for her grade. Five days shy of my Alma Mater allowing her to test or try or even chat with the principal about early enrolling. Five days.

Those five days prevented that school the opportunity to teach this young mind, to shape her future, to encourage greatness. Those five days prevented that school from knowing this bright, shining star that is our child.

Thankfully, as I’ve mentioned before, one school gave her a chance. One school knows not every child is a rule. One school talked to her, encouraged her and taught her how to be herself and learn as fast as she may want to learn. Thankfully, Tender Loving Kare in Middletown gave her the opportunity she needed.

Am I bitter? I sound so, I know.

No, I’m not bitter. I’m proud. Not only of our Madylin and the smart, loving, kind, caring, courageous girl she is; but I’m proud of her parents and that we didn’t give up, didn’t take no for an answer, and we kept pushing for our girl.

When you know what’s right for your child, you make it happen.