When Ruth was 11 months old, they would not leave her alone for a moment, because she was already on her feet and they were afraid she would hurt herself.
One Sunday they were in the living room lying on the couch, watching a movie, while Ruth and Alex played on the floor. Ruth got up, clutching the coffee table and played. She saw Alex playing with a cart in the corner of the room and wanted to go there. Then she walked, holding the table, until she was closer to him. Tamara and Irene watched her from the couch. Suddenly, she released her hands from the table and they sat on the couch, ready to go and hold her when she fell. But she balanced herself, put her hands out, and took a few steps before falling into a sitting position. Tamara and Irene were already close to her and began to cry with emotion.
-Daughter, what a beautiful thing. - Irene said.
-My love, you did. - Tamara said.
-Do you want to try again, Ruth? - Irene asked, lifting Ruth off the ground.
-Come here to mom, daughter. - Tamara said sitting a little further away - Look at your stuffed animal here.
-Go with mommy, honey. - Irene grabbed Ruth by the waist - Go get your stuffed animal.
-Mom
Ruth reached out and took a step, paused for a moment and took another step, then lost her balance and fell, but Tamara caught her in time.
-Very good, daughter. - Tamara said and kissed her on the cheek - Mom is very proud of you.
-Later we try to walk more, daughter. - Irene said approaching her - But you did very well.
-She is very brave, love. - Tamara said - Soon she will learn.
-Yeah, we just can't make her anxious. It has to be in its time.
-Just because she tried alone is wonderful.
-Yes, is. - She kissed Ruth on the cheek - Cute!
Tamara released Ruth and she crawled over to Alex to pick up the cart.
-No, Ruth, this is mine. - Alex said.
-Son, lends her a little. - Irene said - Later you play more.
-But she has hers, Mom.
-It's just a little bit. Later she forgets. Play with another.
-It's good. - She handed the cart to Ruth and went to get another toy.
-Son, comes here - Tamara said - Bring your ball.
Tamara sat on the floor and placed Ruth between her legs.
-Are we going to play with Alex, darling?
-Come on, son. - Irene said - Sit here with mom.
Alex put the ball on the ground and rolled the ball for Ruth. Tamara took the ball, put it in Ruth's hand, and helped her play for Alex.
-Did you see, son? - Irene said - Ruth played for you.
-Are she playing with me, mom?
-Yes. She likes to play with you.
-I also like to play with her.
-She will be walking soon and you will play a lot together, okay?
-Okay.
Ruth laughed at Alex trying to catch the ball and they all laughed with her. They played for a while, until Ruth got tired.
-Are you sleepy, baby? - Tamara asked - Then let's showers to sleep.
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Fly con vos (English)
FanfictionThis fic started to be written on a flight, so it literally appeared in the clouds. This is a great reminder to never lose hope. As Tamara herself says: If something bad happens, turn it into something good. So, let's dream!