A Random Memory from this Year

You, picking out your second pair of glasses.  

They looked just like my own.  Except yours are purple.

I said, "Psalmie, are you SURE these are the glasses you want?"

Thinking you might not like them when you realize they don't match everything--and/or that they are practically mirror-images of mine.

"Yes!  I want these!  They're just like yours, Momma!"

When you said that, I can only describe my response as "elation."  Something happened inside of me then.  You said you WANTED them because they looked like mine.  I looked at you, then.  You weren't saying that to "please me."  You were saying that factually, as if you wanted to be like me.  

I know this doesn't last forever, that one day soon you will be adamant about finding your own style, your own way, but I just want to "drink it in," as they say, and remember that always--when you wanted to be like me, sport glasses just like mine.

I so love you, kid.  (You cannot imagine how much.)

For the record, your glasses are so YOU.  Everyone comments about them.  While you do look like a "mini me" in style, these glasses are so you, too.  They illuminate and feature your face in such an incredible way.  You stand out in a crowd.  Your big brown eyes are highlighted behind these lenses.

You are amazing to watch.  I am thankful to be here to witness you. 

Love Love Love Love Love Love Love (x infinity),

Mommy

To My Sassy Darling

Ahhhh....you.

You are seven now, a sassy darling. 

So smart and talented, so incredibly funny.

I love everything about you.

Of course I do.

Ahhhh...you.

Make me love until it hurts,

I hug you so tightly you complain,

"Momma, that's too much!"

You are my everything.

Ahhhh...you.

Growing up before my eyes,

No more gradual changes,

It seems to be happening

A l l  a t  o n c e .

Ahhhh...you.

If I could slow time, I sometimes think,

I would...(or would I?) 

I am utterly grateful for each moment,

I don't want to miss a thing.

Ahhhh...you.

I think back over this past year:

You at Disneyworld.  Us in Hogwarts.

You in starting second grade,

Starring in your first play.

Ahhh...you.

I love you so.