I was swatting at a fly today and I missed.
My daughter says “Did you get it?”
“No, but I tried my best.”
“Well, that’s all that matters,” She says.
And I’m hit by a wave of sadness mixed with warmth.
It was just an off handed comment not meant to make me feel anything other than seen. And yet, it triggers something in me I can not describe.
Life is so complex and the grey areas are so vast.
The irony of my daughter saying that to me; when my parents never did-gives me a mixture of emotions I just can’t name. And maybe some emotions don’t need to be named. Maybe they just need to be felt, acknowledged and waded through.
So, I smile to myself as I finish my salad; that my baby knows her trying is all the matters, and a tear slips down my cheek, because I wish I been loved like that.
About Her Loves.. 
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