She asked me to make her a cake which everyone could share.
She can’t remember the huge party I had for her after she got here years ago…..just three years ago.
She can’t remember it.
So much of her mind is shut off to her.
So I decide to try and make a cake like the one I made her years ago….just three years ago.
I can remember it clear … she wanted a big cake and she had asked me to make her a rainbow puzzle in my workshop.
I had looked up a verse with a rainbow and it cracked my heart wide open for my new little girl….
No matter how the skies fill with clouds and her eyes fill with tears…
no matter how sunny the days….how many “Watch me momma’s”
no matter how many times the seasons change
We are her family and she is ours.
No matter what.
Her brother took the green from the rainbow and lost it.
I made the cake … and didn’t do a very good job of replicating the first one I had made her.
Her dramatics frustrated me all day while the cake cooled and I rolled the fondant.
She drove her father nuts with her tears over her homework.
It was one of those days where parents exchange looks that say…”is it bedtime yet?”
But no matter what….we are family.