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My cousin, Sarah, recently wrote this about turning 25 and viewing life as a child and an adult.
It made me think about the joy of being a parent. There are times I want to run away from here and I cannot take another punch in the face. But there are also magical times, times that I would never give up, and they are usually the most simple things.
There is something about being a mother that makes you so vulnerable to the simple awareness of your child.
When Macie was born and I went to see her for the first time, Gentry said to me, “You don’t need to hold her, she already knows you.” Tears instantly sprang to my eyes, I was shocked by his insightful and innocent comment.
There are so many times that he is in awe and I surrender to the emotion of watching him live and learn.
I cannot even think about going to Disneyland with Gentry, talking about it to other people makes my lip quiver. I have been talking to JJ about taking him in February with my cousin who lives near there. JJ was sad about the thought about not going with us on his first time and I cannot say I blame him. The magic of having him there would make my heart melt, until he started punching me.
It is the same with Christmas. It is one thing to be a child experiencing Christmas and so much better when you are providing the magic for someone else.
I feel like the narrator of his life, and I know this will only last a little while. Eventually he is going to tell me to take a hike, he wants to experience it all his way. I will have to retreat. Somehow though, I hope the magic stays.
I love being reminded about old things by someone with new eyes.
October 8th, 2008 at 6:51 am
I teared up the whole time while I was reading this. I want that same magic in my life and I cant wait for the day when I too get to experience this. The Christmas after I had gotten married it just wasn’t the same as when I wasn’t and I missed that magic so much it makes me sad every time I think of it, but I can see now that it comes back with little ones.