I don’t dream about my daughters much, in fact I cannot remember the last time I had. Any parent knows that if you have more than one kid, you don’t love one more than the other. I found it even easier to stick by that, seeing as I have twins. But they aren’t identical, not even close. I always felt more of a connection with my brunette than my blonde. She is more technologically inclined, and that’s easy to relate to.
And she was the one that met me at the door. They’re at their second year of college and when they are away for a few weeks it feels like a few years. It had been a few months. Kids are a weird mirror. I know I was probably as thin as her at her age but I thought it best not to bring it up. People don’t want to be condemned, they want to be loved.
I just feel so damn fortunate that I have beautiful, intelligent people in my life. I love my daughters.