This year I am riding with some neighbors down the street who's daughter is also in the band. I am going to stay and ride back with the band on the bus after finals (around 11PM.)
Having daughters is totally different from having sons. My son's love me...preferably from a distance. Massey loves me as close as she can get me.
Both my boy's say I spoil her and I most probably do. Her room looks like a disaster area and she leaves a trail like bread crumbs everywhere she goes. But I have NEVER had to rag her about her grades or meet with her principal in one of those humiliating "I really AM a good parent" meetings.
Boys mature at a much slower rate than girls (that's why women make such good wives) and once they think they are "Men" would rather you leave them alone anyway...until they get in deep do-do. Then it's "Hey Mommy, it's me...I need your help."
Massey wants my help on a daily...no, HOURLY...no, minute by minute basis. She doesn't mind me being at the school with her (Zach would rather stick needles in his eyes) and we have a very close relationship.
I have missed all of her competitions this year and have only seen one halftime show.
Tomorrow makes up for all of this.
I lost my mother when I was seventeen years old. What it the past repeats itself and I only have two more years?
I try to bond with Zach but we are WAY too much alike. We don't bond...we butt heads.
Massey is more like her father and I think that is one of the reasons we are so close. Actually she is like her father with a big splash of me thrown in. She is a Cotton Gypsy...fluttering here and there but always being dramatic and metaphorically shaking her tambourine.
I'll be there with her all day tomorrow when she has meltdowns over missing bobby pins and text's missed. I'll be there when the guard has nervous break down tantrums. I'll be there when they make up and hug and I'll be there when they all tell each other "I love you...you did GREAT."
What's important is that I'll be THERE with my girl and she will be tickled pink that I am . I won't be at work...won't be sending her texts... but sending her looks of love and giving her hugs that she can actually feel.
I wish my boys wanted me around as much as my girl does. I know my boys love me but like to keep their distance for appearances sake...I wish they knew how close I was and how well I can keep a secret.