Monday, March 22, 2010

Ponderings....

This commentary was written Monday March 15th....

-As I sat today watching a Josh Groban DVD (don't judge me, Kena wanted 'ball' music) the song "You Raise Me Up" started. And all i could think of is five and half years ago at my wedding and how far things have come.

With Makena sitting next to me, distoring my day planner, surrounded by the morning mess, I think back to me in a stunning white wedding dress. "You Raise Me Up" was the song my father and I danced to at my wedding. I never seen my father cry so much in my life. I think of twenty years from now, our own daugther could be getting married. She too will pick a special song to dance to with her father. And just like my father, Kena's father will sway his "little girl" (now in her twenties) ad tears will stream down his face. Much like the way Kena and her father dances now, with a total different meaning. He will then hand off his "little girl" to her new husband, both egger to start a beautiful life together.

Three years ago this month we found out our new addition will be a daughter, as she proudly displayed her "girl bits" (I will spear you all the ultra sound photo). Driving home from the ultra sound appointment I vowed to never in anways have a 'girly girl'. Speed forward 3 years later, as I look at our playroom floor, cluttered with scarfes, jewels, purses and a castle made of mega blocks for princesses, that I do in fact have a girly girl. I hate to break little Kena's heart and tell her that, sadly, we do not live in a castle. We will let her figure that one out on her own.

Bottom line, God laughs when you say 'never'.....but I digress....

I had to make myself stop thinking about the future, enjoy my time with Makena, because before you know it, I will be watching her dance with her father in a stunning white wedding dress.
.....Lets just hope one of the wedding colors is NOT sliver.

1 comments:

Unknown said...

Hopefully, you didn't tempt fate by suggesting that Makena shouldn't have silver as a color in her wedding!

If she does, you'll adjust...

;-)