Emily awoke the next morning still in the same position she fell asleep in,
but with her mother beside her. "Honey, it's time to get up....it's almost
time for school."
"Go away! I don't like you! And you don't love me..let's leave it at that." She said the familiar tears clouding her eyes.
"I'm sorry about yesterday, I didn't mean to fall asleep and then yell at you! I didn't know what I was doing." Rachel said taking her hands away from the warm back of her daughter.
"Do what you want, but I'm not going to try anymore. I'm sick of you lying to me, and bringing strange people home. I mean I don't mind knowing the person when I wake up and they are in the kitchen in the morning, but it's different when I don't know them. And it hurts, but I guess you wouldn't care about that.would you? " Emily said almost too soft for Rachel to hear. Emily got up from the ground and went over to her dresser and started to open the drawer to get a piece of clothing out.
"I know, but....I do love you."
"Well you can say it all you want but you have to prove it to me." she said and left the room in silence.
Rachel just sat there thinking about what Emily had just said to her. And then a thought occurred to her. "Emily!.."
"Yes? What is it now?" she asked through the bathroom door.
"You have a soccer game today, right?" "Yup, and daddy is coming!" she said excitedly. "Would it be ok if I came today?"
"Whatever you want, because remember I don't care anymore." she replied harshly.
"Ok, thanks." she said, "I have tog o to work but I guess I'll see you at your game today!"
There was no response for her to wait for, so she left feeling rather excited. She went to work thinking about her daughter running circles around the other kids playing soccer, and making all the goals to win the game, and then watching Emily run towards her and give her the biggest hug. Because it was her coming to the game that made her have the strength to play the best game of her life. "Today is going to be great!"
Meanwhile, while Emily was at school she found herself thinking about her soccer game also. But after thinking about it got just as excited as her mother about 20 blocks away.
The day went by pretty slowly but work did end sure enough and Rachel left for the soccer field with butterflies in her stomach for unknown reasons. Monica picked her up in her Porsche and they drove to the field. "Why are you going to the game, Rach?" Monica asked.
"Because I want to show Emily that I really do love her, and I want to see her play, I'm really excited and I have butterflies in my stomach." She said with enthusiasm.
"Wow, this must be important to you, cuz you don't get butterflies in your stomach..ever." she said grabbing Rachel's hand and looking her in the eyes, "This is good, Emily's a really good kid, and I know you haven't been the best mother to her because of certain things but I'm glad that you are going to at least try now."
They approached the field and looked for the purple shirts, and sure enough there was Emily with her ringlets up in pigtails with purple scrunches because of course she had to match. Her little legs running fast after the little soccer ball. "Hey honey! Good job!....Keep going you're almost there!..YES!! GOOD GOAL EM!" She started to walk up the sidelines to where Emily's father was standing.
"Hey. Wow I can't believe you actually came. Is this the beginning of a change in attitude towards our daughter." Dr. Ross Gellar asked the mother of his daughter.
"Yeah, at least I hope so. She's just so amazing.I can't believe it!"
"I know what you mean, once you come to the realization that they are a part of who you are.everything they do seems wonderf-"
"YES! GOOD ONE! YOU'RE ALMOST THERE! YES GOOD GOAL HUN!" Rachel coached from the sidelines, and when Emily turned and saw her mother she paused and her eyes lit up, she then caught on that the ball was on the other side of the field and ran towards it.
Emily played with a new passion, she played like very goal that she made her mother would love even more. She ran after the ball harder than ever, but she felt a change in her body. Her chest expanded and contracted with much exertion, yet she played with no intentions to stop.
She started to dribble down the field towards the opponent team's goal. Suddenly mid-step she collapsed.the game stopped, parents and coaches went dead quiet waiting for the little girl to move or make a sound, but she didn't. Ross and Rachel ran to her limp body sprawled out on the field.
"Go away! I don't like you! And you don't love me..let's leave it at that." She said the familiar tears clouding her eyes.
"I'm sorry about yesterday, I didn't mean to fall asleep and then yell at you! I didn't know what I was doing." Rachel said taking her hands away from the warm back of her daughter.
"Do what you want, but I'm not going to try anymore. I'm sick of you lying to me, and bringing strange people home. I mean I don't mind knowing the person when I wake up and they are in the kitchen in the morning, but it's different when I don't know them. And it hurts, but I guess you wouldn't care about that.would you? " Emily said almost too soft for Rachel to hear. Emily got up from the ground and went over to her dresser and started to open the drawer to get a piece of clothing out.
"I know, but....I do love you."
"Well you can say it all you want but you have to prove it to me." she said and left the room in silence.
Rachel just sat there thinking about what Emily had just said to her. And then a thought occurred to her. "Emily!.."
"Yes? What is it now?" she asked through the bathroom door.
"You have a soccer game today, right?" "Yup, and daddy is coming!" she said excitedly. "Would it be ok if I came today?"
"Whatever you want, because remember I don't care anymore." she replied harshly.
"Ok, thanks." she said, "I have tog o to work but I guess I'll see you at your game today!"
There was no response for her to wait for, so she left feeling rather excited. She went to work thinking about her daughter running circles around the other kids playing soccer, and making all the goals to win the game, and then watching Emily run towards her and give her the biggest hug. Because it was her coming to the game that made her have the strength to play the best game of her life. "Today is going to be great!"
Meanwhile, while Emily was at school she found herself thinking about her soccer game also. But after thinking about it got just as excited as her mother about 20 blocks away.
The day went by pretty slowly but work did end sure enough and Rachel left for the soccer field with butterflies in her stomach for unknown reasons. Monica picked her up in her Porsche and they drove to the field. "Why are you going to the game, Rach?" Monica asked.
"Because I want to show Emily that I really do love her, and I want to see her play, I'm really excited and I have butterflies in my stomach." She said with enthusiasm.
"Wow, this must be important to you, cuz you don't get butterflies in your stomach..ever." she said grabbing Rachel's hand and looking her in the eyes, "This is good, Emily's a really good kid, and I know you haven't been the best mother to her because of certain things but I'm glad that you are going to at least try now."
They approached the field and looked for the purple shirts, and sure enough there was Emily with her ringlets up in pigtails with purple scrunches because of course she had to match. Her little legs running fast after the little soccer ball. "Hey honey! Good job!....Keep going you're almost there!..YES!! GOOD GOAL EM!" She started to walk up the sidelines to where Emily's father was standing.
"Hey. Wow I can't believe you actually came. Is this the beginning of a change in attitude towards our daughter." Dr. Ross Gellar asked the mother of his daughter.
"Yeah, at least I hope so. She's just so amazing.I can't believe it!"
"I know what you mean, once you come to the realization that they are a part of who you are.everything they do seems wonderf-"
"YES! GOOD ONE! YOU'RE ALMOST THERE! YES GOOD GOAL HUN!" Rachel coached from the sidelines, and when Emily turned and saw her mother she paused and her eyes lit up, she then caught on that the ball was on the other side of the field and ran towards it.
Emily played with a new passion, she played like very goal that she made her mother would love even more. She ran after the ball harder than ever, but she felt a change in her body. Her chest expanded and contracted with much exertion, yet she played with no intentions to stop.
She started to dribble down the field towards the opponent team's goal. Suddenly mid-step she collapsed.the game stopped, parents and coaches went dead quiet waiting for the little girl to move or make a sound, but she didn't. Ross and Rachel ran to her limp body sprawled out on the field.