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For Moms of Daughters

JenniferTXJenniferTX
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Don't do this unless you are in a place it's okay to cry.  (In a good way.)  I just heard "In My Daughter's Eyes" song by Martina McBride for the first time since I've been a mom.  Oh my gosh, it just made me weep.  I had to replay it like three times, I'm just a mess now. 
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  • eclipsed823eclipsed823
    I actually posted about this a few weeks ago.  I heard it before I went into Stop and Shop and was bawling.  
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  • txbabs111txbabs111 member
    I just read the lyrics online and holy cry-fest! I don't even want to listen to it because I know I will bawl.
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  • peeper72peeper72
    Damn. Now I'm weepy :(
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  • junebugs345junebugs345
    I absolutely love this song.  I "sang" it to DD a couple of times and teared up!
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  • Shellbelle22Shellbelle22
    "The Best Day" by Taylor Swift gets to me too. I want my DD to have that kind of relationship with me.
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  • JenniferTXJenniferTX

    My mom just told me to read this poem:

    Her Door

    by Mary Leader

    There was a time her door was never closed.
    Her music box played "Fur Elise" in plinks.
    Her crib new-bought - I drew her sleeping there.

    The little drawing sits beside my chair.
    These days, she ornaments her hands with rings.
    She's seventeen. Her door is one I knock.

    There was a time I daily brushed her hair
    By window light - I bathed her, in the sink
    In sunny water, in the kitchen, there.

    I've bought her several thousand things to wear,
    And now this boy buys her silver rings.
    He goes inside her room and shuts the door.

    Those days, to rock her was a form of prayer.
    She'd gaze at me, and blink, and I would sing
    Of bees and horses, in the pasture, there.

    The drawing sits as still as nap-time air -
    Her curled-up hand - that precious line, her cheek . . .
    Next year her door will stand, again, ajar
    But she herself will not be living there.
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  • slhartzkeslhartzke member
    Go to iTunes and type daughter in search, SO many good songs!!
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  • DaisyAdairDaisyAdair

    I lose it every time I listen to that Darius Rucker song.  Every. Single. Time. 

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