The BEST thing
I am no spring chicken, as they say......I have seen a lot of things, been to a lot of places, but have never experienced anything like the love I feel for my children. It is a love that is hard to explain, especially to my childless friends. To say that it is all consuming, would be an understatement. I would give my life, without a moment's hesitation, for either of them. (And God help ANYONE that hurts them.) They are both very special people and I am immensly proud of them.
Both of my children are out of the house now. My daughter lives in the same town, but on her own, and my son is away at college. I miss those days when they were little, and sometimes wish it could be like that again. The moment I saw my daughter's face, in the delivery room, I fell in love with her. She was, and still is, really special. As the years went by we grew up together. I can almost see her, 2-3 yers old, running around in the back yard, under the sprinkler. Her laugh echoing in my head. And if I close my eyes, for a moment I am almost there.....I can smell the fresh cut grass, see the sunshine, and bask in the moment of days gone by way to fast! We used to sleep in the same bed while her Dad was overseas, and share a great love for each other. I remember how I used to lay next to her and watch her sleep, and I remember thinking how happy I was, how my life couldn't possibly be any better. I think we have that "something" that many mothers and daughters wish they could have...respect and love for each other. I will never forget when we were walking in the mall one day. Laurie was 16. We saw a girl walking way ahead of her mother, who was trying to keep up with her daughter. Poor woman was almost running, but her daughter was acting like she didn't know her. Laurie reached for my hand and said to me "Look at that Mom! Isn't that sad? Doesn't she know? Everyone has a Mom. She is just hurting her mother!" I think that was the moment that I loved her more than ever. She does things like that still, sometimes it will be a note, or a card that makes me cry. What can I say, she is something else. She is a grown up now, but I wish for those summers we were each other's best friends....
Both of my children are out of the house now. My daughter lives in the same town, but on her own, and my son is away at college. I miss those days when they were little, and sometimes wish it could be like that again. The moment I saw my daughter's face, in the delivery room, I fell in love with her. She was, and still is, really special. As the years went by we grew up together. I can almost see her, 2-3 yers old, running around in the back yard, under the sprinkler. Her laugh echoing in my head. And if I close my eyes, for a moment I am almost there.....I can smell the fresh cut grass, see the sunshine, and bask in the moment of days gone by way to fast! We used to sleep in the same bed while her Dad was overseas, and share a great love for each other. I remember how I used to lay next to her and watch her sleep, and I remember thinking how happy I was, how my life couldn't possibly be any better. I think we have that "something" that many mothers and daughters wish they could have...respect and love for each other. I will never forget when we were walking in the mall one day. Laurie was 16. We saw a girl walking way ahead of her mother, who was trying to keep up with her daughter. Poor woman was almost running, but her daughter was acting like she didn't know her. Laurie reached for my hand and said to me "Look at that Mom! Isn't that sad? Doesn't she know? Everyone has a Mom. She is just hurting her mother!" I think that was the moment that I loved her more than ever. She does things like that still, sometimes it will be a note, or a card that makes me cry. What can I say, she is something else. She is a grown up now, but I wish for those summers we were each other's best friends....
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