One daughter falls asleep each night with a book in her hands, quietly observing life from the edge.
While the other prefers to explore the world first hand without question or fear of consequence or boundaries.
Wildly different, yet equally beautiful.
I often wonder which will have the most fulfilling life.
Most likely, both.
One runs and sings and laughs without care. She is the devil on your shoulder. She has no inhibitions. She once said, “Mommy, I don’t think I have a conscience.” And of course I laughed. She simply sparkles and delights.
The other is quiet and submissive. She is thoughtful and calm. Until she is not. She can be the butterfly that lands on your hand. And in the next moment, a quiet storm.
And from all outward appearances, they would seem to be the same. They both have soft brown hair, perfect smiles and eyes filled with wonder.
But one giggles shyly when she laughs, while the other lights up like a hundred fireworks.
A man I once loved told me “Your girls are everything that you are.”
I can’t imagine a more beautiful thing to say to a mother. Because even on my worst days, when I don’t like myself very much, I still look at them in amazement.
Because they will both always be my two favorite people.
Very thoughtful words. I think there’s is something special in having two of the same; we have two boys. As they grow up it’s amazing to see all their differences and similarities. That’s why this post is so wonderful if you’re a parent. You see, and share the beauty that is being a parent, the love, wonder, awe, hope and apprehension (if that’s the right word for what every parent feels when facing the unknown of kids growing up).
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So wonderfully true. I look at my clan and see their Mother’s heart, bless her soul. TY for sharing your Pride and Joy.
Beautiful. You are very lucky. Thanks for sharing this.
Love this.