Thursday, August 27, 2009

My Daughter's World



Taking a shower with my two year old daughter tonight, I had to shave my legs. I go about doing this and the next thing I notice when I look at my daughter is her with her skinny little leg on the edge of the tub, "shaving" her leg with her fingers. I stopped and just took a moment to take it in and smiled at how cute and silly she can be. But than I began to think a little deeper and wonder why she mimics me.

As I stood there watching her for a moment she stopped and looked up at me with her big blue eyes and smiled a huge smile. This smile seemed to say to me, "Mama, look what I can do! I can shave just like you! Aren't you proud of me?". Or something to that effect, or at least that is what I saw in the look she gave me. Of course this is not the first time she has copied something I do. She carries a purse almost everywhere we go and she loves getting her toenails painted, just like me.

So as I began to think of why she does these things, I came to the conclusion that seems so obvious, but still catches me off guard. She looks up to me, I am her number one role model of what a woman/female/girl should be. Of course I've known this, it's not like it just dawned on me. It's just that it's such a huge weight and responsibility and I never sat down and really thought about it until after tonight. For all my faults that I see, she seems to be blind to them and wants to be like me and looks up to me anyways.

Of course this can be a scary prospective and it is a little frighting just how bad I could mess it up if I'm not careful. On the other hand though it absolutely takes my breath away at just how much this little girl loves me. She loves me despite my faults and imperfections and when she looks at me she wants to be like me in spite of them. I can't find the words to explain how this makes me feel, but it makes me feel like I have a purpose I didn't have before. It make me want to be a better person and it makes me feel like I'm important, at least to one person in this world. To that one person I am her world and that is an amazing feeling to know and have. Of course she is just as much my world as well, and I love her just as unconditionally.

No comments:

Post a Comment