Stupid Radio

The other morning I was driving to work and happened to turn the radio on during an intro story to a song.  The DJ was talking about how quickly his kids were growing up.  He said he couldn't believe his son was now 9 years old, or something like that, and how a family they ran into had the same problem - their kids were growing up too.  He commented on how quickly time flies, and preluded into a song about a little girl dressed up in a Cinderella dress, dancing around the room, wanting her daddy's attention.

By this point, I can't stop crying.  The song that you've probably all heard, went on about how the little girl wanted her daddy's attention but he had the weight of the world on his shoulder's and more work to do even though he was home from work.  Bawling.  Couldn't stop bawling.  All she wanted was to dance with her daddy!  I could so picture my girls in their princess dresses dancing around the room....of course the song goes on to say that he puts his work down and dances with Cinderella because he knows a secret she doesn't yet realize - that at midnight, she'll be gone.  I lost it some more.

I could not stop crying, called Chris, tried to tell him about the song and kept crying even harder!!  UGH!!  I know he thought I was crazy....maybe it was PMS, who knows, but, the pain of knowing my girls are growing up so fast can sometimes be too much to bear!  Ok, yes....the joy of knowing they ARE growing up...that I have them here on this earth with me, is more gratifying than any pain nostalgia could ever bring.

Stupid radio.