My daughter Jasy came to visit us this week from South Carolina. It is the first time I have got to wrap my arms around that child in 7 months. I miss her and that pretty face. I feel like I am turning into my Grandma Lynn though for I remember when my sister Patsy and I would go to Kentucky for a visit she would be crying when we pulled up into the holler and crying when we pull away heading for home. I do that now with my daughter. I cry when I see her and cry when she’s leaving. Mark just shakes his head at the whole matter. It seems we never get enough time to just be together when she is here. There is always something else…either Lucca, or the farm or even just the dance mothers and daughters do with one another…I want to treat her like she is still a baby and she wants to show me how grown up she has become. I like my daughter..I really do like her…. I think she is funny, sensitive, smart and talented. She is so striking beautiful with her long blonde hair and those endless blue eyes of hers that has melted my heart and resolve so many times. She wants to follow in her grandmother’s and mom’s footsteps and pursue a music career….and she has the talent to do so, and I’m not being a stage mom….she can sing, she writes and she is a born people person. Jasy can turn on a big bright smile and light up the room. I have never met anyone that doesn’t comment on her personality…yes and always on her looks. She wants to sing rock music and coming from a family that is ingrained in country music it might be a mountain she’ll have to climb to win people over. She is talking about trying out for American Idol….I think it is a great idea. I think she could get so much experience from just experiencing that process. She feels so isolated from musical people being in South Carolina although I think its more to do with her not feeling confident enough yet to start peering up with others like herself in that area. Music is everywhere and musicians and artists tend to cling together it is just a matter of finding those groups. As young mother herself, I think she doesn’t feel like she has the time nor energy to seek them out. We were playing around yesterday here on the farm with guitars just her and I…she was singing a couple of new songs for me and of course I was gifting her with all my wisdom about what she may think of changing…ha ha…that is the mother/daughter dance. although she seems like she is far more open to listening to someone who has traveled the road she wants to take. I was happy to see that. It’s funny because I feel as if there is so much unsaid between Jasy and I…It’s not that we don’t say I love you…and all that…but I want her to know how much she means to me and I think sometimes she doesn’t. If I could just take her inside my head for five minutes she would understand she is my light, my world. I believe in that girl…I believe she can do anything. I am so proud of her and the life she has made for herself…it wasn’t easy coming from a divorced family that fought for years over her. It wasn’t easy having her mommy always traveling while she stayed with her grandparents. It wasn’t easy for her when she was just turning into a teenager having a new step dad and step sister not to mention a baby brother when she didn’t get enough of me to herself as a child. I wished that I could show her she’s so adored and never a day goes by I don’t wish to hold her in my arms.
Dancing with Jasy
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