Kat Atwell is a freelance writer, blogger & stage presence telling stories that deliver laughs, validation & community.

Mental Health | Wellness & Self Image | Experiential & Reviews

My Daughter.

Last night, while putting my 9-year old to bed, she remarked, “I’m not dead yet!” So, it only made sense to pull up a clip from Monty Python and the Holy Grail and show her The Black Knight scene. She loved it.

This is why my daughter is fantastic.

When my daughter lost her first tooth, her tooth fairy left her a note with a dollar. While she was excited about the money, she was exponentially more excited about the letter she received. This kicked off at least two years of ongoing correspondence between her and the tooth fairy. There was no need to wait until a tooth had been lost. She would leave the tooth fairy letters at random times, giving her updates about her life, telling her about her hopes and dreams, sharing her accomplishments at school.

This is why my daughter is fantastic.

If my daughter sees acts of kindness that really touches her, she cries. And while she cries, she looks at us and says, “Don’t worry, these are happy tears.”

This is why my daughter is fantastic.

My child’s favorite band at the age of three was Queen.

This is why my daughter is fantastic.

A few years ago, while driving home from school, my daughter asked when she would be getting a sibling. I told her that wasn’t in the cards. My daughter, unprompted, responded, “Mom, only child rhymes with lonely child.”

This is why my daughter is fantastic.

We went to see the LEGO movie when it came out in 2014; my daughter was seven. At the end of the movie, Everything Is Awesome began playing, and she was so excited about it, she leapt out of her chair, ran down to the front of the theater, and initiated a spontaneous dance party with all the kids in there with us.

This is why my daughter is fantastic.

My daughter was blessed by my utter lack of grace and balance. She took it in stride. We became completely accustomed to hearing loud thuds, or seeing her run full-steam into sliding glass doors. Her battle cry was (and continues to be), “I’M OKAY!”

This is why my daughter is fantastic.

She recognizes she must love herself before she loves others. She knows that she needs to stand up for herself with respect and kindness. She tries her best. She loves her family and her friends. She advocates for what’s right.

This is why my daughter is fantastic.

I have hope for the future. I see love every day. I know I’m doing a good job, even when I’m at my worst.

This is because my daughter is fantastic.

Please accept my apologies for the blog delay.

The state of the nation is bad for my health.