Monday, October 24, 2011

that I might not ruin her

It's like that, sometimes: the only thing you can say, the one thing you can hope for with fervent whispers under your breath.

Because to hope that you'll inspire greatness is way too far above the mark - especially when you worry too much, when you push too far, when you try too hard to do and say the be the right thing.

So this is what you're left with: a mantra to just not do it so wrong that any of her inherent wonder is scuttled into nothingness.

A prayer to just avoid a complete implosion of self.

Yes, exactly that, please.


Alicia said...

Even this seems too far above the mark a lot of times, I think. How could we ever possibly be good enough?

Amy said...

So true, Whimsy.

clueless but hopeful mama said...

Yes, yes. May us all saying it together make it so.