In the wee hours of the morning when my husband leaves for work, my 7 year old daughter often moves in to his warm spot in the bed. Typically we both fall back to sleep but there are days when she spews out the contents of her heart to me. This morning was one of them. Lately when I look at her, I've been shocked at how big she is getting but as she clasped my hand in the both of hers and quietly started to speak, she was tiny again. Maybe because of the vulnerability of sharing your heart with someone, maybe because I needed her to feel small again and to be reminded how much she needs her momma still. I have a fleeting moment of wanting to tell her that it is too early to be awake and not time for conversation but I know how important it is to listen to your child's heart when they share it. So I listen. "Please remind me to take my library books in the morning, momma." "When I wake up tomorrow, I am going to try hard to be nice the whole day." "Sometimes being nice feels hard." "Gracie did great in her performance last night." "I hope I have a good friendship day at school." "Happy Valentine's Day Mommy."
Happy Valentine's Day, sweet girl.