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As I hold you in my arms, watching you sleep so peacefully, I imagine what your life will be like. How beautiful I know you’re going to be as a teen and adult. Even more beautiful than you are now, if that’s even possible. I imagine your good grades, your love and compassion for everyone around you, your high school sweetheart and all the boys who are jealous of him. I imagine your prom gown, modern and modest and fitting you as if it was made just for you. And maybe it will be. I hope to be able to give you such a gift.
I daydream of things like these, but really what I hope for your life is happiness, safety, a strong sense of self, the strength to stand up for what you believe in, the wisdom to pick your battles well, and a great sense of humor. These are the most important things I want for you, and I hope and pray I can give you the best foundation upon which to lay your bricks.
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This is a response to this week’s Indie Ink Writing Challenges. My prompt came from Tara Roberts: “‘By the time you read this, you’ll be older than you remember.’ – Chuck Palahniuk”
I issued a challenge to Michael: “I’m the lie living for you so you can hide.”
