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Reunited

AmyI moved from Michigan to Massachusetts twenty three years ago. At the time I wasn’t sure exactly what I wanted to do with my life. I knew that I loved children and that I couldn’t imagine my life without being surrounded by them. So when a family from Boston with three small children asked if I would be interested in working for them as their nanny, I was on the next plane to Beantown.

Little did I know at the time how perfect that decision was. Even though I spent my formative years in the Midwest, there’s no arguing that I’m a New Englander. My personality fits this place and I’ve never felt more at home than I have here.

My first year in Massachusetts had me exploring the city with three kids under five in tow. There was nothing kid related we didn’t do. We visited every museum, fed ducks in all of the local ponds and swam until we collapsed on hot sunny days. It was a very good year.

That same year I met my future husband and I decided to become a live out nanny which necessitated a new job. And I found that new job with a wonderful family that at the time had just one little toddler girl. Oh how I adored that baby. Going from caring for three kids to one was such an indulgent change of pace.

We were much more portable and I was able to dote on her every second of every day. I loved her very much. I also grew to love her parents. So much so in fact that her mother Amy was in my wedding. And my darling charge was my flower girl.

I got pregnant on my honeymoon with my first son Aidan which meant saying goodbye to the family I had grown to love. Unfortunately my life got crazy busy over the years and we lost touch.

That is until a couple of months ago when I got a surprise email from Amy asking me if this mom blogger she found on the internet was her nanny from twenty years ago. I couldn’t have been more shocked or delighted.

Life is so funny sometimes, isn’t it?

Amy and MelanieOnce we reconnected it was like we had never stopped talking. We just picked up where we had left off. And I’m getting such a kick out of seeing her kids all grown up. Sure, I feel a little ancient now that the little toddler I cared for is now a graduate and teaching school, but it’s all good. I’m very proud of her.

It all goes to show you that you never can tell what a day will bring. Every day is a new opportunity for something wonderful to happen.

Comments

  1. Good evening Melanie. I like this ‘Reunited’ post after the ‘I Will Be Thin’ post here on MITM. I think it comes full circle in growing beyond the pain of your childhood and giving back by helping to raise other children and then raising your own children into this world. Everything I have read about your kids makes me know that you have raised them well and given them many unique opportunities to grow and experience different things in life. You have done well with your children and overcome your own hardships. I hope you can put the pain behind you and move on. Focus on the future and the hope that tomorrow brings. Provide opportunity and some perspective but not pain or suffering. I think this world needs more visions of hope and growth than that of pain or suffering but we must never forget. With time and the right words we can forgive but we must never forget lest we let history repeat itself.

  2. What a lovely reunion!! I hope that you don’t lose touch again. xx

  3. I absolutely love this post. It shows how much nannys and caregivers mean to families. The fact that she came across your blog and took the time to write and meet up with you after so long is testament to that. Thanks for the warm, fuzzy feeling on a chilly winter day!

  4. What a leap of faith your took all those years ago to move and what a blessing it turned out to be! Reuniting like that must have been a hoot!

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  6. How very cool!

  7. I love this! How awesome is that!

  8. Oh how fun! I was also a nanny and the little girl I took care of was also our flower girl – what a sweet time in my life. Thanks for bringing back memories for me!

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