Dear Grace, You Make Me Cry

Dear Grace, 

Every time something sweet or sentimental happens and it's related to you, I cry. I don't mean like it comes from a deep place, it's right there, just lingering. Tears always waiting to shed. 

When you are kind to your friends and show buckets of empathy. Cry. 

When you do something grown up like learning a dance. Cry. 

When I think of our relationship when we're both older. Cry. 

It's never when I am with you, talking to you and interacting. It's when I am watching on, spectating your life, and observing you. It's like I am proud of my work or something. Like when you paint a picture and stand back and someone says, "That's so beautiful". That's the moment that gets me. 

I lie. There are more. People think I have sore eyes, but I just cry happy tears about you all the time. 

I am a very emotional Mummy, but I tend to find and unpack a lot of my emotions when I am alone. I believe thats something to do with my childhood. So, then, I think of your childhood. I need to remind myself to let you have emotions in front of me, and its OK. 

But at the same time, emotions are really enjoyable to experience alone. No judgment, you can let it all out and feel it fully. 


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