Emily

My daughter starts her life-as-art project tomorrow.  I sent off my week’s schedule that I made for her, and a little video commentary thing that she asked me to do, as well as a bio and picture. 

I can’t believe it starts tomorrow.  Seems so weird.  She told me about the idea maybe a month and a half ago and here it is, the eve of the kick-off week. 

I’m nervous.

I hope it’s a good experience for her.

I’m eating a lot of candy to help take the edge off the nerves.  It’s a good thing candy is my vice, because otherwise they’d be having to lock me up in re-hab.

Today is her birthday, and I am being bombarded with images of Emily big and Emily small.  Her tiny hand tucked in mine.

Oh dear.  I hope that she is able to keep herself, throughout this year.  Keep herself strong, safe.  I hope that this project is something that stretches her wings and horizons rather than something that makes her need to shrink into herself.

I have hopes and I have worries.  Everybody who reads this, please send good wishes, and positive thoughts her way. 

Thanks.

Love, Meg

Posted by Meg Tilly on Wednesday, July 08, 2009 in Chewing the Fat