For My Daughters...

My sister in law handed me a basket full of colorful tissue paper.  "It's for your daughters, you'll understand when you open it."  As I dug through the bright layers and unveiled each piece, I knew exactly what she meant.

She had given me 3 mismatched teacups and saucers.  I just had to smile.  She knows how much I love found treasures.  They were perfect.

As a mother of 4 daughters herself, she understands the power of a tea party. 

She didn't just give me beautiful pieces of china, but a reminder to slow down, cherish these moments with my daughters, and keep an open conversation.

My oldest daughter is only 5 years old.  She hasn't built up those walls or shut me out, and it's my prayer that she will always want to come to me, tea cup in hand, to have a girl talk.