My Sweet Girl,

There are so many things I miss about our time together, but today, I’m thinking about when I got to be your “bus driver” for preschool. Do you remember that?

At the end of 2023, when your school bus was late—two whole hours late!—I remember the moment we finally had you back in our arms. My heart was still racing from the worry, and I made a promise right then: you wouldn’t be on that bus for the rest of the year.

So, I moved my schedule around, and just like that, I became your personal driver. And I loved every single minute of it.

Every day at noon, I would leave work to pick you up from daycare and take you to school. You loved getting there early, and that became our special time together. We’d pull into the parking lot, open the sunroof, and you’d pop your little head out, grinning and talking to your friends as they arrived. And of course, we’d listen to your song—“We Will Rock You” by Queen. You loved that song so much!

Sometimes we’d tell stories, other times we’d dive into one of your wild and wonderful imaginary adventures. You were (and still are!) so great at that. Your imagination could turn the most ordinary moments into something magical.

And after preschool, I’d be right there waiting to pick you up again. Some days, we’d stop at the park and play a little before heading back to daycare. But on the days when I didn’t have any more clients, you’d just come home with me and hang out, usually playing baby or dancing, always filling my day with your laughter and joy.

Being your bus driver was one of my favorite things. Not because of the driving, but because of you. Because of those little moments—singing, talking, pretending, laughing.

I hope wherever you are right now, you know how much I love you. How much I miss you. And how lucky I feel to be your Nana.

Always and forever,
Nana