I wrote a post once on my own blog about missing my children. I wasn’t talking in the here and now sense. My children are adults. I missed my kids as kids. I wouldn’t give up the solid adult relationships I have with them now, but I remember their faces as I arrived home from work. They wanted to tell me about their day. They thought that I had all the answers. They are all adults now. Sometimes they now give me the answers. But still at other times, I can still be Dad. So, that’s how I can miss my kids, as kids.
The author Thordora of the blog Spin Me I Pulsate is wise beyond her years. She is tasting the experience of which I spoke as her daughter is about to three-years-old. “You turn three in a few days. You cross the threshold from baby to child, that precarious world of “preschooler”-not the toddler you were, yet not the child you will be. Such rare magic this year will hold, and I will miss it. Your frustrations have nothing on your incredible fascination. How you see to world-the babbling brook of conversation with your tiny superheroes in that tent Poppi bought you, the lectures heaped on Teddy 2.0….all worlds condense to one for you-the four walls of our home, the harsh brick that warms you, lets the sun in.”
The post is from March 6, 2008. The title of the post is Love My Daughter Love and is a great change of pace for a couple of The Rising Blogger’s recent reviews about children. Congratulations, Thordora, you have written our Post of the Day.
Review written by BUD WEISER.
The post is from March 6, 2008. The title of the post is Love My Daughter Love and is a great change of pace for a couple of The Rising Blogger’s recent reviews about children. Congratulations, Thordora, you have written our Post of the Day.
Review written by BUD WEISER.
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Why thank you!
I love that post myself. Sometimes it’s hard to crystalize love into word, but somedays, it works.
Excellent description of that feeling. I know what you mean about missing your kids AS kids. I had so much fun with my son when he was little. We still have fun now but I don’t see him nearly as often and it was enjoyable to see his face just light up when daddy was home.
Charles-
That is it exactly!
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