{There were a few moments, this past weekend, that I want to remember forever. Moments that are etched into my mind and heart, but I want to preserve in writing as well. Moments that remind me that being a mother is the greatest job in the world. Moments that remind me of how blessed I am. I am writing this for ME, but sharing it with you}
Saturday September 24, 2011 1:00am
Tonight was the rehearsal dinner, and the first true realization that Elizabeth is really getting married. Friends and family from out of town were there and it was a lovely relaxed evening. After we got home, we stayed up for a while, going over details for the next morning. Time line of hair appointments, makeup, lunch, transportation, etc. We had 7 people staying at the house, Elizabeth was sleeping with me, and all had gone to bed except us. It was 1:00am. Elizabeth took a shower and washed her hair, and as the hairdresser had recommended, I was to put mousse in her hair and roll it in sponge rollers to give it extra body for her hairdo the next day. She was out of the shower, wrapped in a towel, sitting on the bench in my bathroom at my dressing table. I was standing behind her with a hairbrush in my hand, getting ready to start. Christopher walked in and asked what we were doing, and I explained. He took the brush from me and with one hand he held her long wet tangled hair, and with the other, he started to slowly and gently brush her hair. NEVER, in 21 years, has he EVER brushed her hair. No words were spoken between the 3 of us, but our eyes were locked with each other in the mirror. It was the kindest, sweetest, gesture of love I have ever witnessed between my two children. It was completely unexpected. When he was done, he kissed us both goodnight and left the room. She and I stared at each other in the mirror and began to cry. "He brushed my hair" she whispered through her tears, "I love him so much". "He loves you too" I managed to say. "I know" she replied, "I know"...