A recent haircut meant that I requested she quickly come outside, so I could snap a couple photos. A minute was too long for her. She had friends waiting next door. She had things to do. She didn’t have two minutes, or even one to offer me. I just kept snapping away.
Although she stands looking me square in the eye at 5′ 7″, she is still only 12 years young, but so full of advice and ideas. She’s beginning to question aspects of life, and I watch her as she tries to figure things out on her own. She has no idea….how much she consumes my mind. My constant thoughts. My motives. I found a turning point within myself months ago, realizing my time left to nurture her was running out. Her impressionable years were shifting- more from being impressed upon by her parents, to the world around her and her peers.
I’m working on being more present with my children, but especially to my daughter. I want to be available for her. I want to set aside time dedicated just to listening. I want to be there when needed for all those confusing things that will be popping up around the corner.
I remind myself of this:
This is not the time to be consumed with work. This is the time to consider my priorities.
I only get one shot at nurturing my daughter…and it’s here…right now.
She has no idea how much she is loved. She has no idea of the prayers offered up in her behalf, or the prayers that I would be a better mother to her. She’s my one and only, my girl, yet she has no idea that she is my inspiration. Perhaps someday, she’ll understand why.