One of the topics was her daughter's school report. It was glowing, showing how bright she is, how hard she works and how much she likes to learn.
My sis was naturally very proud, but she said, as she has before 'she doesn't get it from me [or her dad] - that comes from her aunty'.
It's true she's always been very book-y, she loves learning, wants to know other languages and asks endless questions. Very like me.
I remember sitting in the garden with them a couple of years ago. We were chatting, she was asking questions and I was telling her all sorts of things I thought she would find interesting. She suddenly turned round and said 'Aunty, do you know everything?'. We collapsed in fits of laughter and my sister said 'she's's never asked me that!'. I felt so pleased.
Talking about how clever she is on Thursday though, hearing about all the things she's going to be doing in the future, made me realise just how much I want to be around to see her fulfill all that potential. It made me cry yet again at the thought of what's to come, the unfairness of it all, and the depressing lack of options available to me.
If the events of this morning mean there is some possibility of an alternative, if it means even the vaguest chance of something more than a pathetic six years of enjoyable life. Well, that would be incredible.
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