A glance at the clock reveals the time to be an hour earlier than I thought it was. In this month when days have all blurred together and time has warped and stopped at its own will, this discovery is no surprise.
We decided to spend the afternoon inside since it's a little chilly out and after a movie and some snacks, Arianna has taken on the task of putting together puzzles.
She is quite good if she thinks about it. But every once in a while I get a whiny plea for help. And if I keep watching I see me coming right out of her.
I am always surprised at a siting of myself because to look at her, she is her daddy's daughter. Granted, in a photo with my aunt, Arianna looks like HER daughter. But really, if I hadn't birthed her....
So I'm watching as my Princess Rose Jewelry (which she so precociously named herself) can't find where a piece fits and gets increasingly frustrated at the puzzle and herself.
*The part where she gets fed up and quits is her dad, but the frustration taken out on the poor cardboard pieces is SO me*
I try to coach her where the pieces might go - sometimes she takes the recommendation, sometimes she doesn't.
And I think how much things - my life - would be different if I had listened to the coachings of those around me who love me.
I hope she will be wiser.
But still I sit here and try to right the wrong that is me in her.
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Okay, between this blog and the other I have so much to say... and no proper way to say it. I've actually erased several comments already. ;)
ReplyDeleteI just wanted you to know that I'm here, I'm reading, and I'm really appreciating what you have to say.
All we can do is train our children to be wiser than we were... and HOPE. You can do it.