Friday, July 30, 2010

Slipping through my fingers…

This morning she walked out the door and headed to her father’s car and I watched her go with the usual feelings of excitement, trepidation and all out terror. It was really exciting that she was going to go experience something that she had never been to before and she woke up faster today than I had ever seen her! Out of bed like a shot and dressed in clean clothes all the way down to her underwear. She was so excited that she and her father left the house without her cell phone or her taking her pill.



I had to go to work so I would not have the adventure of going to Otakon up in Baltimore. She and her father left at 7am to catch the light rail. When I got the text that they had finally gotten into the convention center it was past 11 am! He said that she stood in line and waited very patiently. Of course when they got into the convention center she was so excited that they went from booth to booth and had a really great time.


It really made me think of the ABBA song, “Slipping through my fingers”. I have found myself singing the song all day and thinking the words were so appropriate: The feeling that I’m losing her forever, without really entering her world, I’m glad whenever I can share her laughter, that funny little girl. It wasn’t until the movie Mama Mia came out that I listened to the song all the way through. Each day is a gift and I need to remember that although it feels as if she is slipping through my fingers she is growing into a beautiful independent woman.

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