Thursday, December 21, 2006
Sparkle
Last night, cozying up to read with my daughter, a smile erupted. Just as I felt it, my daughter leaped back, inhaled, and said breathlessly "You smiled!" She squeezed her bear tight, held my gaze, and said how much she loved my smile, how pretty I was... Whoa... how long has it been? Oh, I'm so so sorry... STOP! I have a smile to finish! For her! And I felt it again, pull at my cheeks, lift my ears, touch my eyes, sparkle. Yes, I remember this. Holding it real, honest, pure... for seconds longer, then let it fade. That was all I had in me, much as I could do before I began to fake it, eyes dulling with fatigue. Wow, it felt good. My daughter grinned deep and danced around. I logged a tracer on that bad boy, will get to it again real soon, I promise. Only ten more weeks, baby.
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She shoots, she scores, she smiles! You've got your priorities straight, it's gonna be a different kind of Christmas this year for a lot of us, and you'll do what you have to do to make it happen. You're gonna be OK, and your daughter and family are going to have a great holiday.
There you go, girl! Keep those smiles coming (amazingly powerful little things, aren't they?).
Oh, and having your contingency plans firmly in place can't be hurting. It's always good to know where your fall-back position is.
I reckon I felt that smile too:) And I reckon it must have felt just wonderful!
Keep on smiling.....they're contagious aren't they:)
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