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IF I HAD MY CHILD TO RAISE OVER AGAIN...... i'd build self-esteem first, and the house later. i'd finger-paint more, and point the finger less. i would do less correcting and more connecting. i'd take my eyes off my watch, and watch with my eyes. i would care to know less and know to care more. i'd take more hikes and fly more kites. i'd stop playing serious,and seriously play. i would run through more fields and gaze at more stars. i'd do more hugging and less tugging. i'd see the oak tree in the acorn more often. i would be firm less often,and affirm much more. i'd model less about the love of power, and more about the power of love. Taken from: A 2nd Helping of Chicken Soup.
you are no longer the little girl i curled so tightly to my chest...the one i told stories of angels to so you'de get a good nights rest.you no longer need me to tie your shoes or comb your tangled hair...i don't have to sort barbie clothes and wash your teddy bears it seems like just yesterday that i wiped away your tears...saying we'de be together forever soothing all your fears.now you are my lady standing so tall and proud....holding the hand of a man i trust saying your wedding vows.you are giving your heart to another to treasure and to keep...who'll brush the hair from your eyes and kiss you as you sleep.i'll smile as you get married and laugh while you dance and twirl...i'll kiss you both as you leave tonite but you are still my little girl.....................love,mom september 1,1995
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