...quiet, about a lot of things...
Thursday, August 21, 2008
But we walk this road alone.
So with that thought, today I will pack my daughters childhood into the trunk of my car, and drive her down the road to the jumping off point. To the fork.
When we have unpacked every last teddy bear, her extra loud alarm clock, and her multiple peace signs, I will leave her to settle in to her new life. The one she gets to craft with her own two hands.
She has good hands. She will craft well.
I'll hit the road, holding the steering wheel. Anchoring me to the present,pointing towards my path. Watching the intersection of My Way and Her Way shrink in the rear view mirror.
I'll blow her a kiss and leave her with a smile.
I hope. That's the plan anyway.