You know about those dreams, that you dream about your future, with eyes open and looking out a window. I dreamed so many of those while I was pregnant. All revolved around D and me and a baby I could only see the back of the head of. So what if the face was not clear or defined. I still dreamed. But as with all dreams, when life makes its presence know, the dreams get forgotten, left somewhere in the vast dreamland.
Sometime last week, the sun was out and it was still some time before Buzz’s bedtime so we decided to go to this biggish park a little distance from our house. Once we got to the park, we did the usual. Sat Buzz down on a swing and push her and hear her laugh as the swing moved back and forth. Pick her up and place her somewhere in the middle of a slide and smile as she squeals coming down. And repeat the process till both of us are tired because she wants to slide over and over again.
As I said the park is kind of biggish and has had a lot of work done on it in the past year. So we decided to walk around the park a bit before heading home, see all the changes. Buzz was picked up and we started walking to the other side of the park crossing the soccer field in the middle. And there they were. The artificial rock formation which are new additions. D got all excited and started walking towards the rocks, and they were perfect..the shape, the size, the texture..all perfect to introduce young children to the sport of rock climbing, with cushioned ground so that they could land safely if they fell/jumped. D kept moving around the formation, touching here, feeling a rock grip there, thinking of a route that someone could take to climb to the top. All the while Buzz walked around here and there and me keeping an eye on her.
Buzz finally in her usual style toddled over to D and held on to his leg, as she does ever so often when she wants to be picked up. So D scooped her up and showed her the rock. Making her touch an especially easy hold, moving her other hand to another hold, telling her what she was suppose to do. Not that she understood a thing. But there was this joy on his face, a smile in his voice and I guess some of it must have translated itself to Buzz or she was just curious because she gave the rock all her attention.
And as I stood in the background looking at father and daughter, one of my dream flashed before my eyes, now coming true.