series of fortunate events
Started writing this the other night…
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I had a series of fortunate events today:
- I guess it all started with the blackberries. They were on sale. Marked down to a price lower than I’ve ever seen in this part of the country. My mother-in-law had Olivia and decided she was going to buy herself a boatload-sized package.
- Olivia, in her usual fashion, devoured the majority of the blackberries, but in the process she managed to get a nice chunk of dark purple lodged nicely in her platinum blond.
- This purple stain, of course needed to be washed out, so I planned on getting her a bath when we got home.
- A slight delay put us at home late – just in time for our friend Heather to show up and cut our hair (this was olivia’s second cut with our world famous stylist friend).
- By the time Heather left it was late and we didn’t have time for her normal bath…so I just quickly jumped in the shower with her (I do this with shorts on…sorry, parental nudity doesn’t sit right with me)
- Now just before we got in, Olivia turned on the radio on my alarm clock (which is on the floor of the bathroom because I have been sleeping in the hall outside Olivia’s room this week while working on my room). For about a year now, she has known that the little sleep button makes the radio come on and the snooze makes it turn off. She loves putting it on and off and on and off – and of coursing dancing to it the entire time. It was set to some classic rock station.
So anyway, my random bathroom located alarm clock is playing us classic rock. It’s late at night and we really need to get her in bed…but just before we turn the water off, the DJ announces a song that I know all to well. It’ s Eric Clapton, Wonderful Tonight. There I was, with the new object of my affection held in my arms…dancing to a song that I’ve only danced to with one other person. One other person, who happens to be the onlyother person I could truly ever call the object of my affection. It was beautiful to me. I squeezed her tightly and quietly cried. She was too busy trying to get water in her mouth to notice…but its probably better that way for now.
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…and I said “YES”, you look wonderful tonight!
I love moments like that with my girls. When crying is okay and needed and beautiful…
What a precious, precious moment in time. Thanks for sharing…as always. Misty’s love, to the both of you has continued to make me smile and, come to visit you daily.
Thank you for sharing-what a beautiful moment.
God Bless.
Such a beautiful song, then and now, and such a beautiful love you have for your daughter. I never had a father and I know how moved I am by my husbands relationship with his daughters. It is such a blessing and a glimpse of the Heavenly Fathers love for us. I hope there are fathers that are moved by you. As a mom, I know I am. Love ya, Gail
The love of your life. That is simply beautiful.
that is so sweet. was picturing the moment. i also like the bit where you said she was trying to get water into her mouth and so was pre-occupied… this post was really heart breaking and touching.
I’m sure I’ll remember this story every time I hear that song from now on. And… I’ll be sure to pray for you and your sweet little Olivia.
I’ve been reading your blog and am moved to tears.
I wish you and your gorgeous little girl, a future of happiness and hope.
One never forgets the past. The hurt and sorrow will be with you always, but believing in God, will give you the strength to carry on.
Life is short. Give the future a chance.
Thanks for sharing your thoughts with us.
Sweet sweet story. Made me cry too. So I have to add a bit of humor and tell you that if Olivia starts to insist on wearing shorts to shower, you WILL know why ! ! ! !
you are a beutiful person- so wonderful!
Darren, you always make my day.
How beautiful Darren. You know several years ago when you were Youth pastoring at First Assembly.It was well before Olivia was even a thought. You and I were driving back to the church one evening, I can’t remember why, but I remember you talking to me about my parenting my children and you said, you could only hope to be half the parent that I was. I just want you to know that Darren you are so much more and Olivia is so blessed that she has you, even as you are blessed to have her. My heart is touched.
Love Lavenia
You are a great daddy. I am so proud of you for making her life special.
That is a great song…and your moment reminds me of my Dad…when my Mom was still alive, that was their song…the song they always would dance to ;-)
Even with all the sadness in you life recently, you have a beautiful way of seeing the grace in every day situations. Thank you for sharing your heart. Olivia is one very blessed little girl.
::sigh:: I have typed out like 4 different comments…. I just really relate…. I am so glad you got to have that dance and thank you for sharing it.
What a beautiful post.