Wednesday, October 03, 2012
Hush
I held my daughter last night a little too tight; last night too, when she pleaded to keep the light on and read her book I said "OK". Not "It's late," or "It's time to sleep." When the book was done and she knew the ending was happy and forever after, I lay awhile alongside her warmth, watching her perfect face, admiring the gap where teeth have been, and listened to her chat and giggle, when by rights I should have said "Shh" and "Hush a while" and "I've things to do. Good night." And later, as she slept, I pushed open the bedroom door to check on her, and check again, check that she was sleeping underneath her goose-down comforter all covered over with polka dots and fairy princesses, guarded by a panda and a white-socked kitten.
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I still check on my two smalls (4 & 6) every night, they are my world.
And a beauty she is, too!!That precious evening is reward for all the driving to and fro, the doing dishes, etc.
That is just lovely and how it should be but rarely is, life getting in the way.
My children are grown now and flown the nest but I still have a huge sense of loss for those years we shared.
I too have sent silent prayers of thanks for the safety of my beautiful daughter. I cannot even begin to contemplate the anguish and pain that April's parents are enduring.
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