It's almost 4 am, so I am a few hours late with this post - darn! Lately, every few weeks it seems, I crash and burn on the couch, thinking I am just going to take a quick break, and I wake up several hours later. I had been thinking all day about how to put into words my love for Samantha and now I just need to do it.
In looking back, when the other girls graduated high school, without realizing it I think I had the "throw them in the swimming pool and they will learn how to swim" approach to their going away to college. They did fine, and did "learn how to swim". But with Samantha I am not willing to do that. She so desperately wants to go, but I am determined for her to go prepared. Another analogy might be that I keep opening the oven, checking to see if it's time to take the dish out, and deciding that it is almost but not quite ready. So she is still here, which I feel good about. Someday she will go, but not quite yet. I think that in mothering her I try extra hard to pay attention to "mother's intuition" or in a more spiritual sense, to the spirit - in a partnership with Reggie, of course. I hope and pray we can continue to do that - she is on loan to us, so to speak, from our Heavenly parents - as are all of our children, and I want to do right by her.
Samantha is happy; she has such enthusiasm for life. Samantha is brave - we all take strength in watching how she faces challenges. Samantha is verbal; her ability to keep the conversation going is priceless and I love it! Samantha is thoughtful, always asking how my day is going. Samantha is a good friend. Samantha is a spiritual giant and is always picked first for teams for things like scripture trivia, etc. Samantha has a good memory, which helps her in schooling, etc., but also helps her in life: she has the gift of remembering and dwelling on the best moments and memories.
Saying that I - or we - love Samantha is an understatement. But again, love is such a small word for such big feelings and it will have to do.