Little Wandering Daughter

As I drove out tonight, I looked up and saw the full moon in the sky. I took a moment to acknowledge my place underneath it. As I started driving again, I drove down the street past other cars, and we were like ants scurrying along on our busy way, oblivious beneath the moon.

And this is what I thought tonight, under the moon, the week of my girl’s tenth birthday.

Little daughter, I like you. I like the way you think. I know that sometimes I get mad at you because you cannot remember your hairbrush. But I think that you see what’s really important and pay attention to that instead. You are always watching and thinking.

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When you were four, still round and wearing pigtails, the whole team was in a huddle–except for you. The coach couldn’t figure out who was missing. You were far away, sitting in the grass, looking up at the clouds, oblivious. We all laughed and I put my hand to my forehead. But what was more important? Being alive under that sky, or soccer practice?

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As you grow older, I hope to help you find a way to remember all the dumb little things you have to do, while cherishing your uniqueness and helping keep it alive. I hope you never stop being “spacey.” I hope that you never stop being so very interested in absolutely everything, so vivacious, so creative. 

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Little daughter, you know the way. I’m sorry for all the times I didn’t understand that. But I do know it. You are so interesting, and I hope I can grow up to be more like you.

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