Today I’m linking up with Lisa-Jo for Five-Minute Friday. So, grab a timer, set it for five minutes, and join me!
The rules: Write for five minutes. No editing, revising, overthinking, or backtracking. Just write. Then leave some comment love for the person who linked up before you…and anyone else because that’s the fun and the heart of the community!
Today’s prompt: Reflect
I talk about her a lot lately, this girl.
Maybe it’s because we spend our days…and most of our moments…side by side.
I truly feel like I blinked…maybe an extended blink, but a blink nonetheless…and she is nine days shy of three and a half.
A mini me in so many ways, even if she looks more like her daddy.
But I am oh-so aware of the little mirror I have following me around…reflecting everything I do.
Oh, sometimes it’s awesome…when we dance through the living room together or surf on the couch. (Sssshhhh…don’t tell!) When we share chapstick and powder and wear bracelets together. Once in awhile we’ll sit down at the piano together and play. (Or, pound? ) And sometimes we even dress alike because we can.
Most of the time, I love that she wants to reflect what she sees in her mommy.
And, yet, there are those days, too…the ones when she pops out a word she’s heard me say, one that slipped and never should have reached her ears. Or when the impatience spills over and becomes a raised voice…and she returns it, sometimes even more loudly.
I don’t love that…because I know that the mommy she’s mirroring isn’t reflecting Her Father.
This mommy thing is hard…I dance through the sunshine and daisy parts of it, but sometimes there are tears, too…and not just from her. Fear that I’m messing it all up.
I have to give myself grace…and pray ever day that He’ll help me to reflect Him so she can, too.