For the piano, violin and voice lessons.
Buying me those horrible choir dresses and telling me I looked beautiful.
Letting me use your embroidery floss for friendship bracelets.
Tutoring me in math when it probably wasn't fun for you either.
For teaching me how to be kind and how to love myself.
I never realized that you, as parents were and probably are still proud of me - as I am of my girls.
For what it's worth, I'm proud of you too.
I love you.