“I’ve written a song,” she said.
Miss 9 is always doing some sort of project, like drawing comics, sketching birds or doing craft.
“Yeah? What is it about?” I looked up from what I was doing.
“It’s called Love the Moment,” she responded and I noticed the A4 piece of paper in her hand.
I couldn’t help but smile in surprised delight. Love the Moment is the tag line of my blog (you can see it in blue up there in the header). It’s interesting, because I don’t necessarily talk about it a lot — hardly at all — but I guess concepts and words filter through when we live them in practice.
She sang it for me then, with a sweet voice and quick rhythm.
Take every minute, hour, second, day and year.
To treasure, find and think.
Take the moment in your mind.
Never forget it.
Love the moment, every second hour, day and year.
Love the moment, every day.
Live like you’ve found treasure.
Take the moment. Live the life you were meant to take.
Go down the right path.
Love the moment, every day.
Live, and find the treasure.
Love the moment.
This may sound odd, and do tell me if you feel the same, but it always astonishes me — even though it shouldn’t — that these little people of mine are, in fact, people in their own right. They have their own thoughts, develop their own interests and style, and even achieve on their own accord.
Perhaps it’s not so much surprise, but an intense feeling of pride swirled in gratefulness with a touch of fear. Proud as I watch them grow; grateful to be part of their lives; fear in the responsibility of nurture.
I asked her if I could share her song…because there’s a lot of gold in there.
Thank you.
5 Comments
Nicole Grant
April 19, 2013 at 7:07 amShe will make the world a better place that child of yours. Just like her mummy xx
Alana
April 19, 2013 at 10:47 amwhat an awesome way for a young person to think! no wonder you are proud!!
my daughter (5) wrote a son about a year ago, although hers was rather different compared to the wisdom in your daughters song.
hers went
‘head first into a tree
head first into a tree
come on, along, and sing with me” REPEAT hehe
Carly
April 19, 2013 at 12:51 pmAlana your comment had me in fits of giggles! It is the song I can see my daughter (now 18months) singing when she is older.
Maz
April 19, 2013 at 4:55 pmI am glad you have said this – that you feel this way about your daughter. I often feel a sense of wonderment, of awe at my little boy, who is only 19 months old. I can’t believe I made him, this precious little amazing person, who is his own being, learning to be his own person. I often thought I was the only one who felt this way! I am glad others feel it too.
What a clever, special daughter you have.
Kirsten McCulloch
August 2, 2013 at 4:21 pmYes, I do feel the same. It does astonish me when I hear them come out with their own ideas and creations – especially the younger ones. “Did they really make that up?” I think, or are they copying something seen or heard elsewhere. Sometimes they are copying, but often, I think, they really have thought it up, just then, on the spot.