Last night, after an emotional conversation with my husband, I started to cry when I hung up.
My daughter stared at me and asked what that was, pointing to my tears. She's into the what was that?, what is that?, what are you doing? phase. I can't imagine when the WHY phase comes along.
So I tell her that mommy is crying. She keeps staring and tries to wipe my tears. She then hugs me while patting my back and saying "It's OK, it's OK". I am shocked, not sure if I should cry even more by this sweet gesture. She pulls away and looks at me, I am still crying. She hugs me again. At this point I am still in shock but realize that this little person, a 2 year old in trying to comfort me. And the fact that she's doing the same thing that I do to her when she's crying made me stop crying and start laughing.
I am in awe. I am not sure if it's possible, but I think I fell in love with her even more. I learned my lesson: you don't have to always look up. Sometimes looking down, to the little person hanging out with me every day, can be just what I need. A hug, a pat in the back and the reassurance that everything will be OK.
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