last weekend, sena said to me quite out of the blue:
"mom, i'm happy that you're my mom".
of course, i got all teary-eyed, gave her some big hugs and tried to tell her how amazing that made me feel, but by the time i was done with all my talking and trying to convey to her how i felt, she, of course had already moved on to the next thing.
kids can find something special in almost anything. which proves that it's not the thing itself that is special, but it's you, who bring to it your own vision and quality of being.
so anyway, we were riding our bikes on sunday night, and were approaching a traffic light. sena loves to push the button that makes the pedestrian light turn green. so way before we even got to the light, she started asking me if she could be the one to push the button. and i said she could. and then she said, satisfied and quite sure of herself: "i'm the button artist".
well, i never thought of pushing a traffic light button as art, but that just shows how limited my view is.
finally, one morning this week, sena woke up and she was in a bad mood, not quite ready to get out of bed. she started whining and i asked her to stop and just tell me what's wrong, and she said: "i just can't deal with myself". which i knew exactly what she meant because that's how i feel almost every morning, esp when i wake up before i'm ready, but i never thought of expressing it that way....
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