"Slipping Through My Fingers"
(Mama Mia soundtrack)
Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile
I watch her go with a surge of that well-known sadness
And I have to sit down for a while
The feeling that I'm losing her forever
And without really entering her world
I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter
That funny little girl
Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see what's in her mind
Each time I think I'm close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Sleep in our eyes, her and me at the breakfast table
Barely awake, I let precious time go by
Then when she's gone there's that odd melancholy feeling
And a sense of guilt I can't deny
What happened to the wonderful adventures
The places I had planned for us to go
(slipping through my fingers all the time)
Well, some of that we did but most we didn't
And why I just don't know
Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see what's in her mind
Each time I think I'm close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture
And save it from the funny tricks of time
Slipping through my fingers...
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Schoolbag in hand she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile...
(Mama Mia soundtrack)
Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile
I watch her go with a surge of that well-known sadness
And I have to sit down for a while
The feeling that I'm losing her forever
And without really entering her world
I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter
That funny little girl
Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see what's in her mind
Each time I think I'm close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Sleep in our eyes, her and me at the breakfast table
Barely awake, I let precious time go by
Then when she's gone there's that odd melancholy feeling
And a sense of guilt I can't deny
What happened to the wonderful adventures
The places I had planned for us to go
(slipping through my fingers all the time)
Well, some of that we did but most we didn't
And why I just don't know
Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see what's in her mind
Each time I think I'm close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture
And save it from the funny tricks of time
Slipping through my fingers...
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Schoolbag in hand she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile...
Kathleen and I saw Mama Mia on Monday. We both cried our eyes out when they were singing "Slipping Through My Fingers." *sigh* Being a mom is hard.
9 comments:
Kathleen is not slipping through your fingers and you are not slipping through hers. You are an excellent mother and she is a loving daughter. It is a funny and beautiful paradox that her tiny body once grew inside of you, and yet through her life you have been growing in her: your spirit, your soul, the essence of your love. She is not slipping away. She is merely showing by her growth, her independence and her bubbly spirit that you have been a complete success as a mother. Over time it may involve more physical separation and yet it will also bring with it a stronger bond, not a weaker one, because the type of love the two of you manifest for each other grows with its daily use. Do not lament the changes and never, ever think of it as “slipping away!” See the changes for what they are: more beautiful threads added to a lovely tapestry. And enjoy what the two of you have. It will never go away.
I got a little misty during that song too, and my daughter is almost 24!
Children go through phases and it's natural to grieve what was. But as your first poster says, you will never totally lose her. She will always be your daughter, no matter what changes occur.
Wow! Who's that anon in post #1? That had me more teary-eyed than the song lyrics.
Sharon, I know how you feel. I love my mother, but the relationship I have with my daughter is so much different and better than I had with my mom as a teen. Our girls are growing up. Hopefully, they'll never grow apart. Hugs.
I took Annie to see Mamma Mia, and I cried during that part, too!
Sharon, you are a wonderful mom...we all have regrets of things we wish we had more time to do. Poster #1 says it much better than I could!
You da bomb!
Oh, and I love your teen room! I had a difficult week last week and was not reading/posting a lot on blogs...I wasn't ignoring you!
Big hugs to you Sharon! That first poster had a beautiful way of looking at this situation. Im going to remember those wise words. You are a wonderful mom. Kathleen will carry the memories of her childhood with her forever! Hey she isnt grown up yet! Although I think there is never enough time.
I dunno...Im thinking Amber was ignoring you. LOL! Just kidding!!
I hope this week is a better one Amber.
I think Amber was ignoring me too, Kat. I think it's like what my mother used to say: "If you can't think of anything nice to say, don't say anything at all." Hee. Just kidding, Amber. I'm sorry you were having a rough week. I'm a baby.
Thanks to all of you for your sweet encouraging words, too. When Kathleen came home from the beach this past Saturday, she had changed, and she just looked so beautiful and so much older, and I was wishing my mother were here to see her, and then of course my emotions just got the better of me this week. Must be something in the air. *sigh*
Her first day went well. No stress at all, even with schedule changes, and not many of her friends in her classes. She just takes it all in stride. Growin' up. <3
Ps...Your Mom is toootling around Vero Beach listening to very weird music...and sounding a little loud!...Oh and making videos that are put on youtube about gangsta rockers.....Don't ask.
Touching song...Touching comments. Isn't life beautiful and fragile and oh so bittersweet with kidlets?
Geez, Linda, I sure HOPE Mom's ghost isn't stuck in that car with your wackadoodle kid! Hee! (I'm glad to hear it's still on the road, though.) She probably would have enjoyed Vero Beach. Who wouldn't? :)
Yes, it's bittersweet with the kidlets. I know that YOU know this well. Thanks for the comments. You guys are all awesome. (I need to stop listening to sappy music...lol.)
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