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Swirling thoughts

Is that normal she asked, mother and daughter getting along so well and spending so much time together, laughing till they cry and crying till they laugh?

She does have a way of making it so much harder!

Yes it's me and it's my daughter and I can't describe exactly the feeling that is tormenting me. It's more of a state of mind oscillating between pride and happiness on one side and  profound sadness on the other.

The countdown started and she will be moving to college. In my mind, I was pushing that moment away for over a year, just when the common app started. How did she grow up so fast exactly? Today I just want to look back at a month vacation I spent with her this summer at the beach. The most precious time ever. I was able to know her more as a young lady, focused on her future plans, happy, full of life, talkative, witty, artisitc, multi-talented, talkative (did I say it already?) In fact, she can talk to me in different languages or different accents that you think you are talking to different persons at the same time.

You are an inspiration to me, mon amour.

No matter where the thoughts take me, I only see bright colors of a new beginning for her. My new painting says it all.

I have to admit though that I am going to miss her gentle singing voice resonating in every room in the house.

This is her voice in a cover she made of "your song" by Elton John:
 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yGrLFmpTPOc&feature=relmfu



This is a vivid reminder of a two year old similar moment. It was then related to my son.The following link will take you back to it.
 http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=4589634571078712227#editor/target=post;postID=2455875050225946470




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