There I stood in the kitchen with A in my left arm telling Ryan the defeat I felt from the day. The kind of defeating day where you are served up all kinds of things that didn’t go your way like how the maintenance guy showed up 2 hours before he was supposed to. And you heard the dogs howling while you were in the shower, which naturally dominoed into the baby crying from being woken up a nap so there you are trying to throw your clothes onto your half-dried-off body to get the baby, shut the dogs up and answer the door. Not to mention that he got drywall on your bathroom rug from using the restroom and tracked drywall through the whole house. Toss in some other things going haywire then top with some craptastic texts you didn’t see coming from someone you didn’t expect hatefulness coming from out of left field.
Yep that kind of day.
There I stood tears streaming down my face, listing off the defeating, frustrating moments of the day and my broken heart lingering on the last one the longest. There I was explaining the hurtful words that I don’t even understand why they were directed at me; not to mention who they were from.
Then it happened.
My sweet A looked at me, put her hand up to my cheek and wiped the tears like I have done for her so many times. Then she laid her head on my shoulder and wrapped her arms tightly around my neck and with her right hand pattedthe back of my shoulder. She was mimicking the love I show her when she’s sad.
She’s been learning so much lately. She soaks everything up like a little sponge and this moment blew me away. The understanding of emotion to some level. At One.
My tears of defeat and hurt changed in an instant, my focus shifted to the moment I was in right then and there. The tears were now me being moved so deeply.
It shifted to my sweet girl taking care of me, trying to fix my hurts like I take care of hers.
The moment made the rest just fade away, the hurt was less because this moment was much, much greater. You see, no matter the bad day there’s always so much more good and so much more love.
Love. Love always conquers all and my girl is learning that already.