Tuesday, September 16, 2008
I get lost in her. In her eyes and her beauty. In her little lisp and her messy hair. Those eyes, the shape and the color. She will be 4 in a few days and she has changed so much in three years, I wonder what the 4th will bring. There is a pit of fear deep inside of me that I will teach her the wrong things, that she will absorb my sins and carry them in her mind and body and they will live on to torture her, even if they no longer inhabit me. I'm doing what I can to teach her what's important. To love, to respect, to give, to care, for herself and others. She is a beautiful little girl, inside and out. I want to whisper it in her ear and have the words become a gentle physical swirling stream that goes in and flows down to her heart and rests there, so she will always know and never doubt how amazing she is.