It was at Nana and Grampa's in the country – a mild, early spring day. Maïa came running into the house and pulled at my arm.
"Come outside Mama. I want to show you something I don't need you for anymore."
Those words, spoken with such exuberance and personal accomplishment.
Those words, air bursting out of lungs, pride leaping out of heart.
Those words, broadcast through air, sound waves dissipating in rivulets around us.
Those words, moving my curiosity to witness her great discovery.
Those words, tearing away, irreparably, a tiny piece of that cord binding me to her.
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2 comments:
I know it's not the point of the entry but curiosity has me wondering... what is it that she can now do on her own?
She can swing on her own - she doesn't even need us to give her a little push to start. She starts pumping her long, lanky legs and before you know it, she's going as high as the swing will take her.
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