“Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind, “Pooh!,” he whispered.
“Yes, Piglet?”
“Nothing,” said Piglet, taking Pooh’s paw. “I just wanted to be sure of you.”
Katie and I were sitting on the floor in our office a couple of days ago. I don’t remember how it was that we came to be sitting on the floor, but it matters not. Some of our best conversations seem to happen below furniture level.
“Mama?”
“Yes, sweet love?”
“Why don’t you hold me when you give me a piggy back ride?”
“What’s that, baby? I’m not sure I know what you mean.”
“Well, you hold onto Brooke when you give her a piggy back ride, but you don’t hold onto me.”
“Oh. Well, um. Hmm. The thing is, sweet girl, I feel like I need to hold on to Brooke. I’m not always sure that she knows that she has to hold on to me. I worry that she might forget or get distracted and let go. But I know that a big girl like you will know to hold on, so I don’t worry.”
“Mama?”
“Yes, baby?”
“Could you not stop holding me?”
Someday I’ll write a post that does not include some version of the following sentence, but today is not that day.
I fought back tears.
“I’ll never stop holding you, baby.”
Never.
…and it will always be your pleasure to keep on holding. I know that feeling.
Have I told you lately what a really amazing mom I think you are? I.THINK.YOU.ROCK.
which is the highest compliment you can pay me, my dear pixie girl. but you knew that. right back at you, too. let’s rock together, shall we?
Sweet little girl.
your post made my day (and thank you for the kind words…those made my week).
yours,
M
So sweet!
I’m not sure I have ever gotten through one of your posts without getting at least a little misty. What a beautiful story.
Delicious, she is.
I so like you felt the same! But once you start to embrace it things change!! I promise!!!! We too as a family felt so alone and still do. But just accept what God has given and you will and your family will be BLESSED!!
Sincerely,
The Jenkins
You just made my eyes wet and nose burn. Beautiful post.