I Miss My Daughter
Just the other day, my daughter was born. ten tiny fingers, ten tiny toes. She was barely even able to look up at me. totally helpless. a tiny bundle in my hands. I miss my daughter.Yesterday she started to talk. Yesterday, she started to walk. She wasn't as dependant on me, yet she still was. I miss my daughter.
Today, her mother and I are still her world. Nothing is more important in her life.
But I have to work. I am forced to be apart from her. I miss her so much.
I spend a few minutes in the morning with her, and maybe a half hour at night.
When I am with her, I want to spend every moment with her, yet I get distracted.
I hope she remembers the fun times that we did spend together. Time flies by so fast. I miss my daughter.
Tomorrow, she will be that much more independant. Spending more time with her friends and spending less and less time at home. I miss my daughter.
Next week will be her Bat Mitzva and I will watch and wonder how this little child became a young lady. She is BA"H soooo beautiful. I miss my daughter.
Next month she becomes a teenager, so busy with her friends, her school, work, boys, who knows what else. I miss my daughter. Next year she gets married. Everything changes. In most ways for the better, but then she is no longer even living in my house. Have I mentioned that I miss my daughter?
I can't wait to go home tonight and hold her and squeeze her so tight. I want to make sure that she realizes that at any given second that I am not completely with her, no matter what else is going on in my life, I will ALWAYS love and miss my daughter.
posted by A Frum Idealist | 5/22/2006 01:43:00 PM
10 Comments:
THIS is a gorgeous POST! WOW frum idealist that felt like it was pulled straight from your heart! Oh how we all see our kids grow older and older. When they are young we say I wish for alone time and when they get older we say how we wish they were young again! We should learn from this ENJOY EVERYONE moment with our children before they grow up! Once again, beautiful post!
beautiful. very moving. you should give it to your daughter at her wedding, or when she has a baby.. i dont think children can begin to understand the intense love a parent feel for them.
OMG I can barely type through my blobs of tears. You expressed so beautifully how quick time flies and how vulnerable we are as parents because we want to cherish every single moment.
What an amazing dad you are!
Beautiful post were those pics of you and your daughter? OR google?
"Hold onto these moments, each year of rainbow joy... avarche at Hashem bechol es..."
Those are lyrics that popped into my head when I read your post.
It is so moving in a way only a parent can understand... I know your daughter feels how much you love her. She is a lucky girl!
Beautiful thoughts...
I find myself...missing each stage that my kids leave...
But then..I just have another baby...lol
and when the youngest is out of the house..hopefull I'll have the grandkids to start anew..
:-)
chaverah - yes it was. I was sitting at work and just totally felt the longing for my daughter and then thought about how things have changed and how thing will continue to change. That's the way the world goes.
anonymOOkie - you think I would admit to my daughter that I have a blog?? ;-) but you're right about how the love a child has for a parent is very different from the love a parent has for a child.
dm - all it means is that the post was thought up on company time.
kasamba - thank you soooo much. That is the biggest compliment I could possibly ask for. As a father it's so hard because you are not around as much. We have to make the most of our times.
sw/fm - sorry, they are different people so obviously not me and my daughter.... but maybe one of them is...
lola - I know that feeling as well, but we don't have much choice.
frumgirl - speaking to my heart.
I think she does. I hope she does.
david - whoa, how many kids do you have?? that tuition bill must be killing you.
I think ultimately like the lyrics that frumgirl quoted, we have to appreciate and be thankful for each moment for what it is, but we can't help but miss some of those precious moments that have already passed.
you MUST show it to your daughter! so dont tell her its from your blog, im sure you can convince her you wrote it the old fashoned way -with a paper and pen. what a stunning gift it would be to get something like this from her father, dont you think?
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