9/06/2006
I never get tired of looking into the eyes of my sweet Alice. It's not just because she's my child, it's because in her eyes I see the type of person she has the potential to be. I often wonder if my own parents looked into my eyes as a child and knew the kind of person I'd be when I grew up. Did they know that my heart would always stay tender even after picking up the broken pieces time after time? Did they know that babies and animals would always make me feel 'squishy' on the inside? Did they know I'd be strong enough to not only believe in my convictions but to practice them? I think they knew. When I look at Alice I know that after all the bumps and bruises she'll surely endure, the person that remains will be full of compassion and conviction. I know because every day that I still have a say...I'll teach her how important those things are. And even when she wanders off the path I hope she'll follow, those lessons will be there like a lighthouse in the storm, waiting her return.
Happy Half Nekkid Thursday
i always wonder what my kids will be when they're on thier own making decisions and if they'll be wise ones.
we can only hope and pray.
HHNT!
You know what's funny? When I look in her eyes, I see you.
And I don't even know you.
But I think, "this is how she was (meaning you), is, and forever will be, in some surreal sense."
I think that she is beautiful.
Thanks for sharing!
Have a fabuous weekend, my friend.
I see you,
JJ
I found myself reflected in their eyes and souls-- they showed and show me---me