“A daughter is just a little girl who grows up to be your best friend.”
Well, whoever said that was surely an experienced mom. I always wondered how this could be possible when there was such a vast age and generation gap between mommies and their daughters?? Even when my mom said we three sisters were her best friend, I used to murmur to myself ‘ come on mom, that ain’t true- you don’t allow us to use your makeup, you don’t share your high heels with us and those diamond studs that I have been wanting to try….friendship is about sharing and you don’t share, so how can we be friends?’
Now eighteen years later, I understand why you never let us wear makeup or strut around in your high heels. You never shared makeup with us yesterday, coz you wanted our skin to be beautiful today, you never allowed us high heels yesterday, coz you wanted us to have a good posture today. Little did I understand that the real joy of friendship was in doing everyday things together. Visiting the local markets to buy fresh vegetables, standing along the roadside sipping some fresh coconut water, or just lending a helping hand in the kitchen made us friends and not the materialistic things.
I feel blessed that I have a daughter, not that having a son would have changed anything, who is eight and is now becoming my best friend. There might be an age gap, twenty nine years to be precise, but this girl is ahead of a her age. She is smart, she is bright, she is charming and definitely her mommy’s shadow when it comes to being a controller.
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It is amazing how my little girl’s personality has transformed. She helps me in the kitchen and wants to play either mommy or Martha Stewart at any given time. She is my best critic when it comes to deciding on what to buy or what to wear and she is always on point with her picks. She is my partner-in-crime in watching Bollywood movies and hindi serials that daddy can’t stand. Letting you in on a little secret- we have seen the movie ‘hum saath-saath hain’ at least seven times if I am counting right.
She is my shopping-buddy both at the mall and the online-mall, and I am happy coz she definitely has an impeccable taste. You know how between two friends one is the wiser and more conscious one, the one who stops to guide: undeniably Ribhya is that friend between the two. She will always be the one watching me and stopping me from overindulging. And did I tell you about her photography skills?? She is an incredible photographer, talented choreographer and does pretty well with my DSLR. Don;t believe, check out THIS and THIS, she shot most of the pix. Message to my photographer- watch out, you met get replaced soon….LOL!
Galentine’s day is on the 13th but I wanted to give an early headstart to celebrating this cutest girlfriend of mine. I am pumped that she is my Galentine for life and with her around I am the happiest Mommy-friend alive.
Photos: Claire Harvey Photography
Venue: Fostr Collaborative
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Lovely to read and I agree – my daughter is my best friend. Love – Jill stylishatsixty
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