day 5 // the bath house acoustics.
Tonight my mom was watching a video of my daughter Charlie singing on my instastory. We were at the pool today and she was GET.TING.IT. I mean, wow. No matter how much everything in the world changes, the acoustics in that bathhouse at the Sterling Pool are still booming like they did in ’92. They make you want to sing The Greatest Showman soundtrack from top to bottom. And they make you want to scream your name just to hear it echo. And they make you want to have a crush on the lifeguard when you’re in 3rd grade (oh wait. Off topic.)
Anyway, we were watching the video and Charlie said “hey! That was a secret.” And I probably didn’t know what to say so I just told her she was an awesome singer. To which she said without blinking an eye “I know I am, but that makes me nervous.”
I think one of the coolest things about Charlie is how much she honors her feelings. It’s like there’s no barrier between what’s going on inside and what she gives to everyone around her. I want to protect that the best I can because it is those feelings that are going to teach her survival and passion and protection and instinct and mother loving LOVE.
So, you heard it here folks. June 19, 2018 was the last time I posted anything without my daughter’s approval. I knew this day was coming and in a way it feels like a beautiful coming of age. Where she decided she wanted to choose some boundaries for her life and, girlfriend, it is YOUR life.
Here’s one of the last pictures I ever took of her without her approval.