Seeing My Daughter Again for the First Time
It has been more than two decades since I have truly seen my daughter. I do not mean that we have not been in contact, though there were several years when that was reality. But today, I saw my daughter again in one of her purest forms, just as she was when she was a little girl. It has been a long time coming. It is as if she is seeing the world again for her first time.
Twenty years ago, she left home to pursue a relationship. Over these years, as a parent, I could only stand by and hope that I might have been wrong about what I suspected from the git-go. What that was is unimportant to say for the moment. Suffice it to say that she made a courageous decision this summer, one that was not easy for her, and it has come with some pain.
What I have seen in these last few months is a resolve to reclaim her life and her sense of well-being. To see her smile again, surrounded by friends, doing things that make her happy, stretching herself to new limits to figure out who she is again, is the best thing that a parent might ask for.
Though tough decisions are never easy to make, sometimes the pain of staying where one is may be far worse than clawing one's way out of the abyss we have allowed others to lead us into.
There was once a time when I felt that I would never again see the heart and soul of the brilliant, open, creative, young woman to whom I gave birth. But today, I saw her.
And she has begun to smile once again.
Coral Levang © 2015 All rights reserved.
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