And my kid got sick. She's home with me today. Funny little critter brought some photos home from Grandma's yesterday. She made me promise not to cry when I saw them and I swore I wouldn't...
She showed me her and her brother when they were babies. I had forgotten how much like his dead brother my son looked when he was an infant. Made me sad, but no tears....
She showed me images of a time when her father and I were madly in love -- and extremely young & thin. I was stunned to see how different I look from then but she assured me I look the exact same...again no tears - even with the small gate of emotions that opened up remembering that time in my life...
What got me was when she started pulling up images of herself today that look just like me at her age. See, in the pix she brought home I was barely a year or two older then she is today. I have never thought we really look that much like, but it turns out the whole lower half of her face is all me. She was taking pride in that...
And the tears welled up...I have never expected her to want to be anything like me; including looking like me...I have never minded when she took pride in looking like her father and his family...I don't even mind that her brother is the visual spitting image of their dad - except when I am angry and see his father in him...I was just so damn touched that she has begun to value me and my contribution to her and it all happened right before she turned 18!
I want to cry more, but I have tons of work today. I am going to knock out the last of the Triple W online stuff. Tomorrow I do the mirror projects and really clean house. Wednesday I have a fun session booked that I am totally looking forward to.
Sooooo there's today's blog...Not much said, but damn a great deal of self-worth earned through the admiration of my daughter...I wonder if she knows I am secretly her biggest fan?
Lv M
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