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Bittersweet thoughts under these blue October skies:

Last week brought new braces for my sweet baby girl, who’s 10 and now looks 13. She will still play with her brothers, but I wonder each time – like these achingly gorgeous fall days that get shorter and shorter all the time – how much longer will it last?

Each new thing she learns is a birth, a coming to life in a new way. I love watching her grow to understand and care for the world around her in new ways. I love the way she gets things sometimes and glances at me across the room to say did you see that? That was funny. I love her soul, her wit, her kindness. The way she keeps part of herself all to herself.

But for every bit of spring I see there, I fear walking through the fall, seeing the dead-leaf castoffs of her childhood. A bit of innocence lost for each understanding gained, goofy games with her brothers left behind for time spent with friends, all the ways she can take care of herself saying that there’s one less way she needs me anymore…

I know, this time of year brings out the melancholy in me – but it’s hard not to hear the clock ticking right now. Maybe it’s the milestone of 10 this year, the feeling of the inevitable years right around the corner. Something inside me wants to yell stop!

But life doesn’t stop, and neither do fall days nor beautiful brown eyed girls. So I will bask in the sunshine, and look out into the endless blue, and hold onto her as tightly as I can.

elizabeth windblown

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Written by Sarabeth :: the dramatic

October 29, 2007 at 12:08 am

Posted in family, fear, life

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  1. beautiful.

    jerusalem

    October 29, 2007 at 9:54 am

  2. Though my children are younger I’m still amazed how they change month to month. My oldest daughter has grown an attitude. My son, he likes to challenge me. I remember when they were just babies, it’s scary to think that they’re getting older and soon want nothing to do with me. It’s hard. 😦

    brklauss

    October 29, 2007 at 10:54 am

  3. (btw, this is brklauss)

    You’ve got an unbelievable talent with words. How you go about describing your daughter, the season, your feelings, it is impressive. I’ve always had a good way with words but never to your extent!

    Brian

    October 29, 2007 at 4:28 pm

  4. thanks, brian – i appreciate that.

    sarabethjones

    October 29, 2007 at 8:03 pm

  5. i’ve been a bit frustrated with my quickly growing boy this week. thanks for the reminder of what a precious gift we have been given. I love that boy so much …

    jennh

    October 30, 2007 at 5:48 pm

  6. i hope you have a few strands of that golden hair of hers tucked away somewhere- still in its natural and pristine state. i always forget that she’s the oldest standing next to the other ones. what a treasure you’ve given to me today to look carefully and cherish my boys- even when they’re using the mac-n-cheese noodles for a straw…

    beeps

    October 31, 2007 at 5:18 pm


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