Our beautiful baby number two is heading off into the next chapter of her life ... with someone truly lovely.
And ever since their 'breaking' of that wonderful news, my mind has shifted into an operational loop like a vintage movie projector, flickering erratically, both in colour and in black and white as I laboriously process her last 28 years, in a stock-take kind of a way.
And as I glimpse into their ever-evolving plans and dreams, I see that tiny little baby again with her little button nose, and that sweet little girl with her utter joy of learning, and that fierce young woman with her inate sense of justice, and then, like my laptop which permanently trips to Yahoo when I least expect it, my mind defaults to Hollywood musicals and I find myself humming:
"Is this the little girl I carried"
"I don't remember growing older, when did they?"
Get a grip, I tell myself sternly!
"Sunrise sunset, swiftly fly the years
One season following another
Laden with happiness and tears"
Oh for goodness sake ... "but I just can't help it"
... and then I feel waves of great emotion with an intensity that make me feel both deleriously happy and downright scared, and I hope with a mother's fervour that the 'boat' they are setting off in for their new and exciting life-journey is a strong and sturdy one for the glorious, tumultous, dark, becalmed, diamante-sparkly ride that they will have in the waters of their 'sea of life.'
"They look so natural together, just like two newlyweds should be"
Love, kisses and congratulations ... forever xx
(With thanks to Miffy the maltoodle for her little 'riff,' to BN3 for his beautiful Skywood Springs photos, and to Cate Archibald for her photo of the two little cowgirls, and as always, lots of apologies to decent ukele players!)