Thursday, September 23, 2010

THROUGH HER EYES

The other day my thirty year old daughter and I went on a great adventure together. We explored a gold mine that dates back to the California Gold Rush of 1849. For seventeen years we’ve said every spring that this year we would go to the state park and explore the mine. My current story is set a couple of years after the gold rush and entails the heroine inheriting a gold mine tunnel. What more perfect time to make that visit.

I’ve mentioned how my daughter always has time to share in my enthusiasm for writing and more times than not has helped me with plotting. We have lunch once a week and during part of our meal we do plotting. Someone told me I was blessed to have a child and husband who support my love of writing. I know how blessed I am not only with my immediate family, but also with my writing family. I want to share just how wonderful my daughter is. I received this beautifully written document for Mother’s Day. She wrote it from her heart. It’s titled Through Her Eyes and, I might add, my daughter has had no writing experience.


THROUGH HER EYES

As a mother watches her baby sleep, she can see a glimpse of herself in this tiny creature. She strokes her daughter’s long, delicate fingers and bends down to kiss her little turned up nose while whispering I love you more than you’ll ever know.

As the child grew there was a laughter that filled the air, and the mother remembered there was once a time in her own childhood where she laughed as though it came deep from within her heart. That memory came to her often and a gentle smile would seem to wash over her face bringing happiness to her soul…

Watching her mother sleep she slowly covers her with a blanket while whispering I love you more than you’ll ever know. When she laughs, she does not hear her own voice but that of her mothers. Those are the moments she feels happiness in her soul. Looking within herself, she can see a strength and courage to never give up, as that is something she and her mother share. Believing in yourself and always going after your dreams has been a life lesson her mother has shown her. She knows she is slowly becoming more like her mother everyday and that brings a great joy and comfort to her heart, as her mother is one who she truly admires.

You can see that these two spirits share a bond like no other, that is the love of a mother and daughter.
Kristen

10 comments:

Carolyn Hughey said...

Absolutely beautiful, Marlene. She's a wonderful daughter, but then, you're a wonderful mother. Thanks for sharing this with us.

I've always said I liked your daughter. :-D This is just one more reason to say she's awesome.

Denise said...

Paisley,

Your daughter's writing is awesome. You must be so very proud of her. Isn't it great when your grown children want to spend time with you, doing things with you, talking to you?

Jill James said...

Wow, what an amazing tribute to a mother. You have obviously set her a wonderful example. Enjoy each other!!

Paisley Kirkpatrick said...

Thank you, Carolyn. She is definitely a joy and blessing to me. I'm glad you like her, too. :)

Paisley Kirkpatrick said...

Thank you, Denise. She almost made me tear up at lunch yesterday when she said how much she enjoyed our trip to the gold mine and how fun it was to spend time with me. I guess I have to forgive her for waiting eight years to get born...

Paisley Kirkpatrick said...

Thanks, Jill. I was speechless when I read it. I think she could be a great writer with proper training.

Mona Risk said...

What a lovely tribute to a mother. Good writing truly comes from the heart. God bless your Kristin.

Paisley Kirkpatrick said...

Thank you, Mona. She is definitely a love.

Joanne said...

Paisley,
What a lovely blog. Your daughter is such a gift. My daughter is adopted from Korea, and we also share such a special bond.

Clarissa Southwick said...

What beautiful sentiments. She must have got her writing talent from her mother. Aren't we lucky to have daughters?

I would also like to visit the gold mine. Now you have me wanting to read your manuscript.