My Girl

I love this picture of my daughter. I think it shows all the wonderful sides of her: happy, playful, innocence and sweetness. I have it downloaded onto my work computer and keep it in an open window on my desktop all day long. It is one of among 7 pictures of her that are scattered around my office. It is a reminder of why I am at work, instead of where I really want to be, which is with her.

My daughter is one certain bright spot in my day. Every work day morning, as we drop her off at daycare, I impatiently count down the hours until I see her again. Each day, I grow more remorseful, knowing that she is growing up so much faster than I had expected. I already regret all the little moments I will never recapture with her. I mourn all the little smiles, giggles, tears, new words and cute little gestures that she surely expresses while at daycare. I feel robbed of these special moments, yet feel powerless to change the situation. I work because it is financially necessary for me to do so. On a balance sheet anaylsis, it remains financially prudent for me to work full-time. Emotions aside, we still need a place to live and food to eat. And so, I remain here, tethered to my desk and surrounded by pictures of my little sunshine.

My Girl (Margie's version)

I've got sunshine on a cloudy day.
When it's cold outside I've got the month of May.
I guess you'd say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl (my girl, my girl)
Talkin' 'bout my girl (Ma-kayla).

I've got so much honey, the bees envy me.
I've got a sweeter song than the birds in the trees.
I guess you'd say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl (my girl, my girl)
Talkin' 'bout my girl (Ma-kayla).

I don't need no money, fortune, or fame.
I've got all the riches baby one MOM can claim.
I guess you'd say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl (my girl, my girl)
Talkin' 'bout my girl (Ma-kayla).

I've got sunshine on a cloudy day
with my girl.
I've even got the month of May
with my girl (fade)