Hands at her sides, she moves close to me. The movement feels familiar, the request a silent one. Pick me up, Papa, she says without saying it. Although she is nine now and a big girl, she still issues the request from time to time. The request to scoop her up off the floor and whisk her upstairs to bed.
Bending down, I oblige, kissing the top of her head as I do so. My first baby, I think. Such a big girl now, but still little.
Daughter securely in my arms now, we pivot toward the stairs. “Wait, Papa, my book!” Using a left hand, she points to the thick Harry Potter book on the coffee table. So I bend my knees, allowing her to gather her beloved text. So silly of me, I think, never would she want to go to bed without reading. Now with an armload of precious cargo, we head up the stairs.
As a parent, many times…many times, I feel I’ve failed on multiple fronts. Should have done that better. Shouldn’t have done that. Need to get to this. Haven’t taught that yet. Did that wrong. Parents reading this likely know what I mean.
But tonight, I feel success.
They grow up very fast. In ten years she will be gone, so please, keep doing what you are doing. I can picture you holding her tightly. How much I miss those moments! I guess I have to wait I have grandchildren but I am at the age that I am old enough to have them but my kids aren’t there yet.
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This is certainly a GENTLE slice and a reminder that are children do not expect us to be perfect even if we think we should be. I’m glad you picked her up and relished this special moment,
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Oh, how I miss those days. Mistakes will always be made. I guess that is what makes us human, but do not dwell on that. Cherish those times when you know all is good with the world.
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This is such a lovely piece. The father and daughter bond is clear and shared through your writing. This line said it all: “Pick me up, Papa, she says without saying it.” Well done!
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This is beautiful and reminds me of my father 🙂 thank you for sharing such a sweet moment!
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So sweet! Yes, we parents always second guess our choices. After our adult kids leave after a visit, my husband and I often look at each other and say, “I guess we did OK.” Being a proud parent never gets old.
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Small victories. What a sweet little slice. I still remember pretending to sleep in the car, just to have my dad carry me in. These moments matter.
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OH Lanny….what you captured here. So precious. I know EXACTLY what you mean. I’ve been reading Harry Potter with my 8 year old son too. I was never a fan the first time around but reading Harry with him is helping me understand the magic.
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Beautiful! “…an armload of precious cargo” is a wonderful phrase to use. The gift of reading is one of the best to give!
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