Children-Day 14

Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.

 Kahlil Gibran

Early on, my kids asserted that they weren’t me. And they weren’t each other. And though no one in my family was biologically related, we all shared the common gene for individuality. We’d defy anyone, who wanted to box and label us. So when a woman asked me last week, “Can you give me a hint how to tell your girls apart?” I started to foam at the mouth.

Then I thought better.

“Coco has dimples.”

“Oh.” She nodded her bobble head.

Save it for the page, I thought.

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About Elisabeth Crisp / @crisplyspoken

I write funny stories about serious subjects.

Posted on August 14, 2012, in Just One Thing, Writers Write and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 10 Comments.

  1. My mouth is hanging open at her ridiculous statement. Good for you, though. Wow.

  2. Sounds like she was at least trying? I need lessons in saving it for the page. ;)

  3. I can understand your reaction and love the way you all see yourselves as individuals who can’t be put in a box and labelled!

  4. I love your ‘save it for the page’ comment. Thank you so much for sharing!

  5. Love that you encourage individuality.

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