Why I love my daughter: Reason # 98,454,753,356

February 08, 2006

Kenya - 28
Newark, NJ
1 daughter (15 mo)


Because I get to experience everything - EVERYTHING - a second time. Life, through new eyes. I get to see what is joyous about a rolling ball. I get to clap at the discovery of bending over and peering at the world, through your legs, from an up-side-down vantage. I get to make razzberries and giggle my head off. I get to feel the thrill of a first plane ride. I get to taste pure honey. I get to stand in awe at the epcot ball.

I find simple delights in everything now. I get to do the first day of school, the first school play, the first recital. The first really cool big girl bed. The first... oh, so many firsts, all over again...
looking at life from both sides; my daughters gift to me. And I thank every god there is that I finally have this opportunity. I will never take my fortune for granted.

I look at her and literally cry from happiness, as she stretches her arms to the pillow and tells it about her day. I secretly delight in her frustrations over not being able to figure something out, because that means that I get to watch the eventual "lightbulb moment." (I also like to poke her till she swats at my hand and says "mmmBAkup!" guess I didnt get enough of doing that to my little brother when I was young! ha!)

I love her. I know that that goes without saying, but ohhhhhh, she is the most beautiful thing and I love her so much I want to go shout it to the world!

But instead, I think we will just sit here and cuddle.