better than I thought

May 27, 2010 at 8:09 am 1 comment

You can always tell when my dad has been here because Echo is very well groomed. The older girls are too busy with fairy games and elaborate fantasy set ups, but Echo takes full advantage of her grandpa’s ministrations. He trims her toenails and fingernails, files them obsessively, and because they are so teeny tiny he pulls out a magnifying glass to check the progress. He brings the same worn leather manicure case he used when my sister and I were little, making the process all the more endearing to this mama’s eyes. The ears are next, each wrinkle and crevice is inspected, massaged, and cleaned. Lotion follows, and  is smoothed over elbows, heels, and knees. Echo participates fully, admonishing my dad for missing any particular spot. By the end she is fairly gleaming, certainly moisturized, and smells heavenly.

She still carries the scents of those grooming sessions even though Dad left yesterday. Though not happy to see him go, I was so filled up with our time together, that I managed to come away from the airport in tact. And, almost as a conciliatory gesture from the Universe, Echo has been in the best spirits of her life. For seemingly weeks now I have woken to her curt demands and grunty protests first thing in the early and dark morning. Her mood, at times, has been alarmingly demonic. But the last two mornings have been halcyonic. Good morning Mama! It is a skating day today. It is a LOVE day today! My weary soul unfurls when I hear greetings like this instead. And the mood has continued through the day, she skips, she laughs, she tells jokes. So even though I expected to be heavy and sad, I couldn’t help but be lightened.

It is a love day after all.


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  • 1. Jenny Hoye  |  May 27, 2010 at 8:14 am

    A papa’s love can make your heart melt…ahhhh. Thanks for sharing the LOVE!


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