My daughter, all gangling, coltish legs and arms, folding herself onto my lap to cry because "Everything feels different."
Is this adolescence? Or has she just realized that there is a poet in her soul?
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5 comments:
ahh...so sweet...
growing up brings strange feelings for us all I think...
i'm so glad she has you to curl up with...
precious.
She is sweet.
I wish I could spare her the turmoil I know she will experience...she's a writer, too, and is starting to keep a journal, so maybe that will help her. I know it helped me.
This is a beautiful post and I was touched by it. I have a son that went through similar feelings. Thanks for sharing such tender times with your daughter. Annie
It touched me too. Don't we all wish we could ease our children's pain and discomfort?
Susan
We do...I remember when, not so long ago, all I needed to do was figure out if they were hungry or wet or tired...it's a lot more complicated now!
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