The Redhead screamed in frustration. A high, loud, piercing sound.
I turned. The look in my eyes stopped her cold.
Papa Bear: "Have a seat on your bed."
The Redhead sits.
I kneel in front of her and she hugs me. We hug in silence for a moment while she looks at the words video behind me.
Redhead: "A bagel"
PB: "Baby, is it hard to use your words?"
R: "I see a bagel"
PB: "I really want to hear what you have to say. I want to know what you're thinking, what you wish for, what you dream."
R: "A circle"
PB: (Teary-eyed) "I love you so much, Punkin."
I squeeze her once more and start to pull away. She grabs my shoulders and holds me tighter.
R: (Whispers) "Don't ever let go, Daddy."
PB: (Whispering back) "I won't ever let go, baby. I will always be here for you."
R: "Forever and ever..."
PB: "Forever and ever. I love you, baby."
R: "I love you, Daddy"
She let go and started singing along, wordlessly, to the video.
The moment of clarity was gone. I was there, though. I saw it and I will always remember it.