I will listen

I am not a 13 year old girl so, while I have heard of "Taylor Swift" I was a little blurry on the details. Due to internet overload on this chick I looked her up and watched one of her videos.

Not only is she gorgeous her songs are annoyingly catchy.

I watched the music video for You Belong To Me. I was shocked to find myself enjoying it immensely. A feeling came over me. Nostalgia. I wanted to be back in high school and have those feelings again. That sensation that unrequited love is all consuming. You see, I was definitely not the pretty one in high school and always the guys best friend. I felt like Taylor in her video and couldn't help but feel giddy when she got her man in the end. I had to wait until college.

So tonight, I wonder, will my daughter have to endure the tragedy of painful love throughout her teenage years? Is this why raising daughters is much more difficult than sons past the age of 10? I didn't have the type of relationship with my mom to go to her with such heart pains and had to resort to diaries and conversing with my pets.

As I was dressing my daughter in her pajamas tonight I promised her that whatever she needed to talk about I would patiently listen and not try to fix everything. It's in a mother's nature to be a fixer. I promised her I will be a listener and a shoulder to cry on. I hated that about my mom, she is a Grade A fixer and not a listener.

I do admit I find myself a bit jealous tonight that in a few years, my babies are going to get to go through those up and down swells of the heart. At times it was excruciatingly painful yet overwhelmingly made me feel alive. Don't get me wrong, strong, steadfast and stable love are all I could ever want and desire, but to have what she has in this video can't help but make me smile and remember.