...The first day...
She’s beautiful. I know how cliche that sounds, yadda yadda yadda. You can shove it. You can keep your meaningless and hollow words all to your thick-headed, shallow minded self. Honestly, I couldn’t care less. Because right now... right at this very moment, right here... I am whole-heartedly alive. You can laugh at me all you want, call me silly, at a loss for words, incapacitated, shell shocked. I can’t say that I would call you out on it. I can’t say that I would declare you a liar. Because it just might be true. I might just be at a complete standstill, at a junction in the road where time stops and all I would like to do is sit and stare at the wonder and the glory that is this moment. It’s a dream. It is a dream that nopony can truly understand... a sort of magic that cannot be harnessed by the unicorns or magicians this legendary land has to offer. It is a golden moment in your life, one that you shall cherish and adore until the day you perish, leave the world knowing that you achieved something worth achieving in life...
becoming a mother...
Put yourself in my hooves. I just went to tartarus and back to birth that foal. That beautiful, elegant, extraordinary work of nature. That wondrous, breathing, living piece of me, brought into this world for a purpose. I’m not so sure that you really have much to say about that. I’m not so sure that you could say anything about that. So yeah, maybe I’m at a loss for words. So yeah, maybe I can’t exactly place where my feelings lie right now. Sure, perhaps I don’t know what’s next, and I might be kind of scared about that. Okay, I might be scared out of my mind about that... but none of it is important right now.
Because she’s here.
And I’ve only had her for one day...
just one day...
but I already know one thing...
I love her.
I held you in my arms for the first time, Rainbow. I had tears trickling down my cheeks, I had doctors gaze at me and marvel at the newest wonder of the world. I had that dreadful gown draped carelessly over my body, and the lights were bright and rather harsh. Yes, all of the cliches in the world, they were all there, I know how ridiculous that sounds. But that wasn’t at all what I remembered about that day. I find it hard to believe that I even recall those trivial details. The truth is... I only remember you. How frightened you looked, how lost you looked. I remember you clinging to me, crying, for the sudden shift in the way the world looked to you must have indeed been worth making a fuss about. I hushed you. I told you that everything was going to be all right. I promised. I vowed to protect you, my angel, my precious flesh and blood. I crossed my heart... and from then on, I’d never let you go.
I guess what I’m trying to get to is... Rainbow Dash... you are the star that shines the brightest in Luna’s vast night. You are the light to my dark, and the salt in my pepper... as your grandfather would so oddly claim. You’ll grow to see that I understand him now as much as you will.
One last thing before I stop writing for the day, my love. When I set my eyes upon you, I was breathless. You were something to behold, something magnificent.
My darling, you looked nothing like me!
I did notice one thing, however. One thing that assured me that you were mine. One thing that I love about you, and that I shall recollect in times of distress for me. One teensy little piece of me that I can’t help but adore.
There is a tint of fuchsia in those peepers, I can see it. You are going to have your mother’s eyes, Rainbow Dash...