Friday, 11 May 2012
Dearest Isabel,
I am not exactly sure of the time, I’m on a flight travelling home from a week’s visit to my regional office in Dar es Salaam. The time difference between Dar & SA is an hour. My watch is saying 17H10 while my computer says 16H10, somewhere in between is the real time.
I’ve been watching the inflight movie & this has got me writing to you. It was a religious movie. One of the main actors is a 16 yr old girl, she has to deal with her old fashioned mother, a boy and her feelings. I got to thinking, someday, you will hopefully also turn 16, that is a scary thought in itself. I can’t promise you I’ll understand everything you going through, I can promise you the following though. A long time ago I made a promise to someone else and, I want to make the same promise to you. I promise to sit down and listen to you, I promise to try and not judge you but, instead, I’d like to give you as much information as I can, it’s then up to you to make the most informative decision you’re able to make. Someday, some boy is going to hurt you, emotionally that is, who knows, maybe someone is going to hurt you physically too, I do not know what the future holds for you. I do not know where your path will take you. I want you to know though and that is why I have taken out my computer and started writing. I want you to know, you can talk to me, I will try to listen. I am not going to break the guys legs if he hurts you emotionally, I’m not going to kill him dead, unless of course he hurts you physically or, you tell me to kill him dead then, as ‘Lil Wayne says, “ …. Off with his head ….” I would prefer we sit and talk though, I will eat ice cream with you, we can finish the entire tub if you want. I will sit and finish a packet of potato chips with you. I will even try to cry with you :-) The big, big world is at times a scary place with dangers at every corner, I do not know if other dads are as I am but, I am very protective of you and your mom. At 15 months we’ve tried not to be over protective, you’ve had a few falls already, you’ve rolled off the bed twice, you’ve walked into doors but, we’re trying to be the type of parents that gives you the space to explore. We’ve tried to encourage you, I don’t know if this is a bad thing but, I don’t know another way for your mom & I to raise you. I know the older you get the more you going to push the boundaries, I know you going to use some of these letters from me to you and try to use them against me. I know that if you are half the charm I am, you going to play with the boys like they toys and that scares me. It scares me because I expect at some point in time you may burn your fingers, you may do something reckless, because it’s the game. The older you get, the more I think I may become more protective. I did not realize raising a child could be this draining on my nerves, this draining on my emotions and then I still need to be on the lookout as you may be manipulating me. I also never thought raising a young girl could be this taxing. How does one protect something this precious without suffocating it? When am I loving you too much? Is there a thing as loving your child to much? You will see a side of me you never knew, you will see a side of me that will let you know just how much we love you. I’ve said it to you before and, I’ll say it again, I missed you before you were even born. I dreamt of the perfect partner, I just hadn’t realized that GOD was busy orchestrating for your mom to meet me, for your mom to see me, to notice me. No, I’m not lucky, I’m blessed to have her in my life. To complete the story, you had to be born but as the song goes, “…. Before the world began, you were on his mind and everything you did, was written in HIS plan …. Everything was done so you would come.” This is your life, you only have one opportunity at it, one chance, I hope and pray that you make it count. I pray that you’ll be safe and that you’ll grow to have children of your own. The word “children,” has got me thinking, what am I going to do if we have another child? How do I show your sibling that you are special and so is your he / she. Do I start writing for him or her too? Too much thinking, I’m going to approach that one when the time comes, in the meantime, I think it’s you and me grocery shopping alone again tomorrow :-) I think it’s the two of us alone again hanging in the afternoon and, I think it’s us two on Sunday in the park again. I also need to schedule a visit to the bird world, I think you going to be so cute when you see the birds Maybe we can convince your friend Gabriela to join us. The pilot has announced, the time is 16H45, we going to be landing soon, I need to bring this to an end, alas :-( I look forward to seeing you and your mom, I LOVE you both, Ancel_D


