I said I was going to cry - I warned them each week as we prepared for the bridging ceremony, that I would cry.
And yes, I shed bittersweet tears for my precious daises.
Tonight we bridged four girls in our troop - from sweet baby daises to big girl brownies.
Three of my four have spent two years in daises together - and a darling 4th joined us this year. We were missing two girls.
As the girls sang "make new friends, but keep the old" - I cried for them! The girls have been so close, and enjoyed each other thoroughly (as I have enjoyed them).
In the fall, we will begin again. Some "old" and hopefully many "new."
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