Daughter # 1 is coming for a visit. She lives far, far away in the BIG CITY, and I have not seen her in almost a year (ten months). I am giddy with excitement and began the countdown to her arrival yesterday with, “one week from today…”
She will be returning home to find her childhood bedroom transformed into a guest room (see blog dated 8-4-09). I wonder how she will take it. All of her “stuff” – the knick-knacks, the 1990’s grunge band posters, her memories, the flotsam and jetsam of the first eighteen (or twenty-five) years of her life now packed away in boxes. Her floral bedspread and brightly painted room now replaced by sedate colors. Hopefully, she will take comfort in the familiarity of her books, shelves and shelves of books; her touchstone since an early age (see blog dated 8-5-09).
In spite of the physical changes the space has undergone, it is still her room, no matter that she is married and lives far, far away in the BIG CITY, this will always be her home. She may as well forget she is all grown up – we are her “Mommy and Daddy” forever and are looking forward to a week of spoiling her rotten.
“Six days from today…”
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