Jan 12, 2015 Awake in Real Time: Coffee-induced Meditations and Journal Entries, Parenting/ Home-schooling / Family Music and other Notes

Daughter

©January 12th, 2015

By Vijaya Sundaram

 

So, my daughter turned ten last Friday.

TEN years!

How did this happen?

First, a bump, then a baby, then, this person — this deep, deep soul who reads day in and day out, sings day in and day out, thinks profound thoughts about life and death, truth and falsehood, good and evil, and also plays with toys, plays on the playground, gives her unconditional love to her parents and friends, holds no grudges, forgives easily, thinks the best of others, and loves freely.  She, who was moved to tears by music at three months, moved to tears by poetry at 11 months, whose first sentence to me was “Pwe wea book!” (Please read book), who loved the taste of spicy South Indian Sambhar at 10 months, who began toddling about at 9 and 3/4 months, who stood patiently in line at airports from eighteen months (when we went on our mostly annual trips to India), who trusted and trusts me implicitly, looks to me for the truth, and I am honor-bound to give it always.

There’s more, dearest daughter, and I’ll write more, but for now, Happy Birthday, love, and may the world treat you well, and give you peace and love.  May you give back to the world.  May you know no hatred, hurt, or fanaticism.  May you keep that shining light of yours always lit, through loss and gain, laughter and pain, through learning, being and doing.  May music sustain you through times of tribulation, and may laughter bring you out of sorrow, if there be sorrow.  May your delight in the world, its beauty, its animals, its mystery and its people sustain you through everything until the end of time.

Love,

Mom

(Dreamer of Dreams)

 

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