Each Other


There are years of kisses and hugs ahead. Years of bruised knees that need kisses to get better. Years of slights and hurts that can only get better in my arms or Daddy's arms. Years of triumphs that will not feel complete until you have shared them with us. Years of days just like today when you are fighting over who gets to sit with me. Years of the three of us being a pack. Years of us being the girls and enjoying all kinds of girly things together. First we will play baby dolls and dress up. We will do thing like have tea parties - I am sure we will add a trip to the American Girl Store to our annual best day of the year. Then we will go dress shopping. You will learn to wear make up. I will get to teach you. We will giggle and do each other's hair. We will tell secrets and share stories. We will spend endless hours talking and playing and loving. I will tell you about when I was your age - you will think I am old and I don't understand.

And that is when the change will start. The change that will turn me into someone you hide things from. I know it will happen. I know you will think I am so out of touch and I just don't get it. I know that when I give you my wise motherly advice you will roll your eyes at me. The two of you will run up the stairs and into a room and share secrets. Secrets you will not want me to know. Secrets that you think I cannot possibly understand. I know that one day I will no longer be the one you want to kiss your hurts, or hug away your broken hearts. I know that you will one day think I am so old I have obviously never been through what you are going through. I assure you you are wrong but you will not care. You will be sure you know everything and I know nothing.

That's okay, though. You will always have each other. You will be able to go to each other when you think I do not get it. You will be a pair when you drop me from our trio. And I am glad that you have each other. I am glad that when you do not want to tell me about the cute guy you met the other day that you are hoping will ask you out you will have each other. I am glad that when you are kissed for the first time you will each have the other one to come home and tell your big news too.

I hope that you always know that I love you and that I want what is best for you. I hope that you always know that even when I do not understand (although, I do understand - I have been there and I have been through everything you are going through) I only want to help see you through it. I hope you always know that you can come to me with whatever it is and I will help you through it. I hope you always know that I am so happy to be your mommy. And most of all I hope you always know how lucky you are to have each other.

8 Comments:

  1. Oh that is so beautiful. I keep hoping that maybe I'll be one of the lucky moms who doesn't get totally pushed out during the teen years, but I know that's a dream. Enjoy that loving!
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  2. I guess both my Mom and I were lucky, I never really hid anything from her. My parents were and still are my best friends I hope that you get that lucky.
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  3. I tried your Doro Wat recipe last night, much much better than the recipe I used previously...probably helped that we had berbere from Ethiopia now too. Thanks for the recipes...keep them coming! :)
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  4. How sweet! My mom and I have ALWAYS been really close-I really hope that Isabella feels the same way when she gets older!
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  5. Cute picture! It can be harder during teen years, but with my daughter a teen now I hope and pray that I can reach out and we can still be close.
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  6. Thanks for stopping by! Go ahead and buy a wreath and just try it. If you like how it turns out then that is all that matters. You can never have too many wreaths....

    What a sweet post. My daughter will turn 13 in May... She still likes me.. Which is pretty cool. She didn't even mind that I was her assistant b-ball coach at school. After practice one day she told me I was pretty "G" I didn't know what that ment, so I had to ask. She laughed and said cool.. That made me feel really good, but we will see when she turns 15-16 if I'm still "G"...LOL One day at a time..
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