When A Little Girl Makes Mommy Proud

The other day I was busy washing the dishes, I hadn't really been paying attention to what my daughter was asking for. I was in a hurry because I still have to finish a lot of things, and slowly, my daughter's request to eat some doughnuts were ranging in a little closer to my flying mind. Still, it wasn't loud enough as the random thoughts of tasks clouding over my head was trying to drone away the nagging little voice coming from my right ear. I was stressing out, my mind was trying to run over the things I had to accomplish before the day ends, and in extension, the things that I must remember to do by next morning.

Next thing I know, after I've finished washing the last of the dinner plates, I saw my daughter sitting in front of the living room tv, watching her usual dose of Playhouse Disney channel. In her right hand, she was holding a doughnut which she probably have gotten on her own from wherever the doughnut was. And what surprised me more was what she held on her left hand. Let me tell you, our dish rack is seated at the top shelf, way higher than what my daughter can reach. But in her hand, she was holding a pink plastic plate, serving as a catchall for crumbs. I asked her where she had gotten it. Her answer touched my heart, "I got it from my toy shelf mommy, so I won't leave a mess when I eat my doughnut, so you won't get tired from cleaning."

Here I am, worrying about work, not minding my daughter, and there she was, instead of feeling neglected, she was thinking about my welfare. We kind of flipped roles there, I think. Her answer made me stop and look at her, and after a feeling of awe, I smiled, kissed her face a hundred times, and whispered "thank you" and "I love you" in her ear, to which she replied "I love you mommy, you want some doughnut?". I thank God for these kinds of moments which make me stop and reflect on some of the more important things in life. I thank God for these reminders which make me stop rushing and thrive in the warmth and comfort of the moment.