Time apart bringing us close

Last night was the first night I spent away from my daughter since she was born two years ago.

It wasn’t exactly a vacation, as I spent the night in the medical clinic.

No worries, though! Nothing terrible happened, unless you can call being hooked up to about 25 or 30 wires all night terrible. (It was kind of terrible, really.) I was there for a sleep study.

It wasn’t exactly a vacation…

In any case, that’s not the point of this post.

The point is that the short time away from my daughter and husband brought me to appreciate them in a new way.

As I sat in the room by myself, I thought about my child, full of pep and vivacity. I imagined her life without me. It struck me just how valuable I am to her, and just how precious she is to me.


It struck me just how valuable I am to her, and just how precious she is to me.

The experience of being alone in that setting gave me the opportunity to understand – a little bit more – the value of my life and the worth of what I do, as well as the irreplaceable importance of who I am while doing it.


Yet, more than that, it’s about being someone…

Being a parent is about the daily grind:

…the exhaustion, the frustration (more often than not, with oneself, but also with one’s children), the boredom, the loss of a past identity or sense of self, the worry, the insecurity about the future, the 5th time I’ve gotten sticky-icky goop on my shirt from sticky little hands today. 

Yet, more than that, it’s about being someone; being oneself in a new way, and being the whole world to someone precious who just wants to explore that world – all by herself – while still holding on tight.

*Please note that none of the photographs in this post were taken by me, but were found on Pixabay.com.

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