Long slender legs push through the curtain, pulling breath from our lungs. Eyes twinkling, her lashes bat the edges of a smile, bringing traffic to a halt. So young, tender in her new found life. Relishing the attention, she posed to everyone's delight.
Dad, do you see that?
Yes, she is beautiful isn't she?
Remember to always tell her that. One day she will need a reminder, but don't wait until then.
Approach her slowly. No need to rush, you have all the time in the world. Take your time and breath every moment.
Don't be loud or you will scare her away. Never raise a voice in anger, better to walk away and come back when your ready. Speak tenderly and share your heart.
When she gets skittish, help her see that everything is okay. When she runs, chase her. Always pursue her, it makes her feel desired.
Dad, what are you talking about?
Nothing, just the newborn fawn standing there on the side of the road.
I think the cars behind us want to go.
Ok, let's get on home.
One day you will understand.