Mirror Mirror

Feeling blue, watching TV, I sat there on the floor. Divina was playing nearby. I felt her little body drape accross my back, her gentle hands on my neck. She placed her cheek by mine and said "love you, Mommy." Clearly, she sensed that I was not feeling well and needed something special, something to sooth me. I am reminded time and again that children absorb the attitudes and behaviors of their parents. Everytime I slip and loose my cool, she learns from it and does the same. Then there are times, like this one, when I see myself in her. I see my love for her. We are always telling her how we love her, that she is doing a good job, and how beautiful she is. We love her so much. It's an incredible reward of parenting, probably the most profound, when your child say she loves you. It's a reflection of the love we give her, a reflection of us. I fall to pieces in love with this child time and again. So many times I find myself questioning my ability to parent, or be a desent human being for that matter. Being a parent brings out a person's true colors. It stretches you to your limits and takes you places your heart never new could exist. I am insideout and can hide nothing from her. It is the best feeling in the world, this reflection she shows me today.