The Blue Polka Dot Dress

Have you ever put something in a particular place and you know it is there, but over time you are so used to it being there, you forget it is there? Exactly thirty years ago, a brown haired, green eyed girl started kindergarten. That same day her mother started her very first day of college for the first time ever. The mother being me. I remember that day so vividly. I had bought the perfect little blue polka dotted dress for Kayla, and I am sure she had cute little patent shoes with ruffled socks. I was torn to pieces that we each started school on the same day, so her daddy took her to school. She had Beverly West for a teacher, and her best friend, since day care was there as well. But it hurt that I missed that milestone, and I can promise you, Robby and I made every milestone we could.

She had a great first day, and I got to hear all about at supper. I put the little dress in some things to take to the cleaners, and when I got it back, I hung it in my closest. To this day I have no idea why I hung it in my closest. For thirty years it has hung there with the cleaners tag still on it. Over the years it has been with a couple of things right when you walk in the closest. I had gotten so used to it being there, I really did not see it. I can promise you I see it now.

I guess with both her children starting school this month, I just felt like writing about a little girl and her polka dotted dress. I wish I could had been there that day. I wish I had a picture of her little hand being held in her daddy's big ole bear hands. I can picture it in my mind. She sure was a daddy's girl. I did get to dress her that morning and wish her a wonderful day.

Today her children are both in high school, and she would be very proud of both of them. So cherish those little moments, and be thankful when God gives you a glimpse of past moments. Mine today is the little dress just hanging away in my closest.

Dawn Renee