She Colors My Day
I received this e-mail and almost didn’t read it. Good thing I did, because I was amazed by this woman named Annette. There is a movement happening and all is in honor to Annette, who was dying of breast cancer and was having to leave her 4 daughters behind. She wanted to create a keepsake for them to remember her by. She made a cd of her and her daughters singing and sent them to friends and family. Unbeknownst to what would happen, it became a movement. Thanks to her friend, Cristina Carlino, founder of Project Miracle. She Colors My Day has now become a movement to celebrate the never-ending bond of mothers and daughters. I can’t imagine how hard it must have been for Annette to do this with her daughters knowing that someday they would be listening to it by themselves just to remember their mother’s voice and the time they spent together.
As a woman, mom and daughter I know that the bond that mothers and daughters do share is very unique and one that makes you the person you are. I have one daughter stuck in between two sons and I can personally attest to the fact that girls and boys are different from birth. I’m not talking in the diaper area either! Some of my roughest days are ones where my daughter and I are at odds. She’s only 8 and yet her moods determine how are days and nights will go. I know that not every little girl is like this and that some are just as mellow as can be. Not mine. Rhys is as dramatic as an Oscar winning actress and for that reason I can tell you we will never be bored in my house. There are times that I look at my daughter and wonder how she could look at me that way or talk to me in such disdain. I wonder if I did the same thing and I am quickly reminded by my mother…..that I did. I joke that she gets all of her temper from her dad and all the good qualities come from me. I know that she gets her attitude from me. She also gets her anxiety and worry from me. Which can cause major battles of the minds.
From the moment I saw that chubby face that day she was born, I was amazed at how different she was from her brother. Her temperament was completely different, she did not like people talking to her. You know those people, the ones in the grocery store who approach your kids and coochie-coochie-coo them like crazy. Rhys never tolerated these people, she would give this look that I can only describe as a scowl and would turn her body completely away from them. She also does not like to read but loves to draw and do things with her hands, ever since those lazy days in the backyard playing tea party with pitcher after pitcher of water. She is never happier than she is with a dirt mustache skinned knees. I can’t tell you how many pictures I have of her playing in dirt with a princess dress on and that describes completely who she is; a princess with an attitude who will make her self known in this world however possible.
Reading this inspiring story about Annette and her daughters really did make me reflect on my own relationship with my daughter. She is a certified stinker and probably spoiled rotten. Rhys is so caring though and thoughtful, sometimes to her own destruction. I can only hope that my daughter keeps this strong personality forever. It might be trying, especially when she hits about 13 and I might be found running away from my house. But right now she is perfect, I didn’t say easy, but perfect. God made her this way. I think He knows what He’s doing. I know that Rhys has changed me just as my son’s have. I would not be the same person I am today if I did not have all the personalities at home to experience.
I hope with all hope that I will never have to go through what Annette and her daughters did. I am glad that Annette’s memory became a reminder for all of us to stop and smell the roses. Please help follow this movement at
http://www.shecolorsmyday.com/Home.aspx
You can also go to Facebook and spread the word by allowing the application and then sending invites to your friends. I took this picture from their website so you guys could all see where to go! :)
I am going to cry! "She Colors My Day". How beautiful! I work a few months a year at a major cancer hospital where I, of course, see very, very, very sad situations like this daily. I love to hear how people bring light and joy to those sad situations. Thanks for sharing this and thanks for joining the "funny moms" group!
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