Things for our family have been pretty hectic lately
hence the lack of any posts in the last month or so but here is a lovely moment
that Grace and I shared last month. Before the end of day light savings and whilst it was
still reasonably light at 5:30pm:
Because things were so busy Grace
and I were having to snatch whatever moments we could just to spend a little
mummy-daughter time together. One evening, Neil dropped Grace off at my work so
that we could share the walk home together. Our walk started off with her
chirping about her day with her Nana and Owen and then it somehow carried off
into a moving performance of a bear hunt. At some point between swishing and
swashing through the tall, tall grass and finding the bear in a pretend dark
cave Grace stopped the game, turned to me and whispered 'Mummy, please don't be
sad anymore'. I was taken aback.
This year my parents separated. And in the past few
months I’ve become painfully aware that the familiarity of 'Home' back in
Melbourne no longer exists and I had been feeling down about it. You don’t realise
just how busy and short life is until you blink one day and realise three years
has passed. And the recent death of a very dear great Aunt back in September had
made me pretty miserable but I thought I’d done a pretty good job of hiding
those feelings from Grace. It turns out intuitively, my little girl knows me
better than anybody else. So much so that not even a make believe game couldn’t
disguise how I had really been feeling.
She
continued on ‘You know mummy if it would make you feel better, I could be your
great Aunt. But not today because I’m wearing jeans and she probably liked wearing
skirts…'
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