#shcdreams

In this house we love and appreciate pain

IN HIS EYES, she already is perfect, bringing magic in his life, as his wife once said. Whatever she'll do, whatever she'll achieve, it will always be enough for him : as long as she walks along safe paths and tread carefully with her wishes - and even if danger threatens her happiness ( for experience make you learn not to fear such things ) - he'll always be there to watch over her, and say proudly with a ringing laughter ' this one is my daughter, and I love her '. KNEELING DOWN, eyes so alike are locked in a sympathetic and warm gaze. And thought a sanctimonious atmosphere reigns over those passing seconds, understanding veils the disquietudes that his features hardly hide , blurring this fine line that separates severity and a father's devotion. —— But you already are. “

           a    hand    goes    to    her    right    eye    as    the   emotion    threatens   to    drop.   where   was    the    distinction    between    protecting   her    child    from   life’s    harsh    realities   &    the    otherwise   need    to   embrace   emotions    &    take    them    as     they    are?    how    was   she   to    explain    to    one    of     her    dearest    that    her    beloved    had    hurt   her?    she    didn’t     want     her    children   to    have    a    negative    reaction     to    the    one    that    helped     bring    them    into    a     world    so    unbalanced.     it   seemed    as   if    the    matron   was    falling    from     her   tightrope.                 ‘don’t     fret     about    it,   helen.    momma’s    only    thinking     about    the    past.’            &    what    future    she    might    not    have    anymore;    returning    back   to    a   father    who    many    years    ago    claimed     to    be   wrong.    &    yet…     she    was    STILL    willing    to    take    the   risk,   though   she   knew   of   the   regret.