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Gone, But Not For Long

Gone, But Not For Long

April 10, 2013 by Amy, Using Our Words 15 Comments

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This post was inspired by the gripping and lovely suspense thriller Afterwards by Rosamund Lupton. After witnessing her children’s school set ablaze, Grace attempts to find the arsonist as her teenage daughter lies in a coma. Join From Left to Write on April 11th as we discuss Afterwards. As a member, I received a copy of the book for the purposes of this post.

Right now I’m thousands of feet above ground, having kissed my kids goodbye for a few days. While I head to British Columbia to visit Club Penguin headquarters for a press event, they’re staying behind, continuing their normal routine. Only without me.

But it’s ok — I know they’re in good hands. And I know that even if they miss brushing their teeth one night, or forget to take Friday sharing to school, that they’ll be just fine. Plus, the five pages of notes I left as my insurance policy should help ensure things run smoothly.

But what if I hadn’t been able to plan. Or to come home in a few days? What if some tragedy kept me from them?

Beyond knowing that Big won’t drink milk from a cardboard container (or the kind that has a “%” in the name), that Little does like the crust on his sandwich this week, and that Pink just mastered taking off her own diaper, there’s stuff that only I know.

Could anyone else delicately unravel the knots that Big spins in his chest all day at school? Could they read the situation to know what it was going to take to soothe him — or would they unintentionally pull the strings tighter and make him snap?

Could anyone else know that bedtime stories aren’t at all about the books for Little? That my tactile boy needs that time to have his back, arms, and head scratched — to have a warm, human connection?

Could anyone else know that Pink just needs a simple reminder that she’s a “happy girl” to turn her frustration into giggles? And that she likes you to move her feet a certain way when you sing If You’re Happy and You Know It at bedtime? But that her real favorite lullaby is a song I learned in Catholic youth group — and she knows all the words (words like adoration and devotion) as best a soon-to-be-two-year old can?

There are things a mom just knows. Things that can’t be written on a to-do list. Things that shape a child’s moment, day, heart. Those are the things that would be truly missed if I weren’t there each day.

It’s funny, there are days that responsibility can feel overwhelming, even like a burden. But today, I’m remembering that being my kids’ mom — the only one who can do things exactly like I do them — that’s a real privilege.

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Comments

  1. Alicia S says

    April 10, 2013 at 8:27 pm

    Oh wow, we wrote about something very similar! I totally understand how you feel. Great post!

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    • Amy, Using Our Words says

      April 14, 2013 at 12:33 pm

      Thanks, Alicia!

      Reply
  2. Thien-Kim says

    April 10, 2013 at 10:39 pm

    I have been there with the crust vs no crust! It’s funny how we don’t realize all the little things we do until we’re not around to do it.

    Reply
    • Amy, Using Our Words says

      April 14, 2013 at 12:34 pm

      It’s so true. Thanks, Kim!

      Reply
  3. Brenda Bartella Peterson says

    April 11, 2013 at 7:51 am

    I LOVED this post. It so captures the essence of being a Mom–little things that bond mommy and child in a special way. I am now experiencing this phenomenon with my grandchildren and it’s just as special the second time around.

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    • Amy, Using Our Words says

      April 14, 2013 at 12:34 pm

      Wow, Brenda, thank you. How special that you get to experience it a second time around. Enjoy those little ones and the ties that bind you!

      Reply
  4. Shannon says

    April 11, 2013 at 7:53 am

    I do the same thing, and consider it returning my girls to the wilds while I am gone, despite the reams of notes left.

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    • Amy, Using Our Words says

      April 14, 2013 at 12:35 pm

      I’m pretty sure the wild suits them…for a short while. 🙂

      Reply
  5. Lucy M says

    April 11, 2013 at 1:01 pm

    Truly beautiful post! every word is true and so powerful! your little muffins are so blessed to have such a wonderful Mom. 🙂

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    • Amy, Using Our Words says

      April 14, 2013 at 12:35 pm

      Thanks, Lucy. My little muffins (and I!) are blessed to have you looking out for them too. We all adore you.

      Reply
  6. Pam says

    April 13, 2013 at 12:51 pm

    Love this Amy….beautiful and special.

    Hugs, Pam

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    • Amy, Using Our Words says

      April 14, 2013 at 12:36 pm

      Thanks, Pam. I really appreciate it. Hugs to you, too!

      Reply
  7. Christina says

    April 16, 2013 at 11:08 pm

    Such a sweet post Amy! There are times that I yearn for some time away, but this reminds me to savor the little things that only I know about caring for my love bugs. And I secretly don’t want anyone else knowing how to do those certain things the way that I do…is that so bad of me? :).

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    • Amy, Using Our Words says

      April 17, 2013 at 11:32 am

      It’s so true. It’s not an easy job, but I do kind of love knowing I can’t be replaced. I’m right there with you.

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