It was my first baby and for me she was the most beautiful baby on earth. I remember the sweet feeling and pride being a mom the first time and how I smiled all the time and the happiness was so intense. I was the happiest mom and the proudest too.
As time passed by, Cynthia was growing to be a lovely and smart girl. She was always good in music and at school. At a very young age she could sing in great tune and beautifully.
Two years later after she was born, Marie-Anne came and then later Pierre. Cynthia has always been a good sister and protector to her younger siblings. Very responsible and I could always count on her in watching after her sister and her brother.
She has always been a good student. A kind of student that every teacher dream of. She's very studious and so organized. At a very young age, I left her do her homework by herself. She didn't really need my assistance. She was very independent.
When she turned 18, she left the family cocoon and pursued her studies and started living by herself. It was not easy for her nor us as she had to cope up with the new kind of life she got into. It was very challenging as going to medical school is not that easy especially being away from the family. It was good enough that her grandparents were just nearby and always ready to help and support her.
Two days from now.....on May 27 exactly, Cynthia is turning 24 years old and in two months time, she is getting married.
Yes, getting married to a young fine man. Gregory is his name. I still just can't realize that pretty soon, she is no longer my little girl but a fine wife ready to start a family like what I did same as her age.
As I look back, my relationship with my daughter was not always the ideal one as people could imagine. We had gone through some trying moments where tears were inevitable and abundant. Crisis were present that I had to question myself if I had done the right thing. if I had done my best role as a mom.
We had good moments too. We love going shopping and we discuss serious matters as well. She boosts my morale when I feel so down and has always those encouraing words for me. i love when she says, I am a warrior!
I still think about it as I help prepare her wedding. I have mixed feelings. Happy that I can see that she fell into the right person that I am sure that Gregory will make her happy and that they will have a blissful life full of children around them. Sad because, I am having the feeling that I am losing her although I am trying to reason out that it isn't true. She will always be my baby. The baby that I held in my arms 24 years ago who has grown up and ready to lead a new life and start a family like what I did myself.
Life is just like a cycle. I know that the children we bring our into this world are only loaned to us. That they will nevertheless leave us and lead their own lives once they reached the right age to do so.
All I could wish and hope is to see her successful and be happy in her future career and married life.
I am proud to see her and make her own choices.
And I want her to know that I am always there for her. That is what moms are for.

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