From the moment she was born I knew she would leave.
Cherishing her was easy because life came easy. For her, not for me. Big toothless grin and even bigger eyes, butterfly eyelashes. She was nicknamed Cindy Lou because she looked like a Who, ponytail and all. Dr Suess, that’s right.
Umbilical cord cut and I know she’ll go. The celebrations come and go; another candle, another year. Nursing, rocking, fevers, smiles. When? Broken nose and broken heart. She’ll go. Ballet, soccer, boys. High school, makeup, boys. Soon?Graduation, college, boys.
Freshman, sophomore, junior and a 3.8 is easy for her because she works for it. She works and makes more cash than I do, and she saves even more than that. Candles are added and I wonder, Can Cindy Lou really be a city girl? My Pisces child. She jumped in and said she could swim. And she did. No worries mom, I can do it.
Then, one day She’s gone. Not gone gone like in Heaven gone. Or maybe she is because it looks like Heaven to me. Paradise, her new home until she comes back. And then she’ll be gone again. That’s what she said and her word is good. She’s happy and that’s all that matters.
She calls this home now and I miss her so.