Wednesday, March 5, 2014

Kind Soul

Tonight I cried a little - nothing serious, just a hard, emotional day.

Andrew followed me into my bedroom and said, "I'm sorry, mama.  What can I do to make it better?"

I could hear the echo of my words in there - the compassion that I show to him when he is inexplicably upset was reflected back on me in waves.  I bathed in it.

I sniffed and said, "I could use a hug."

He said, "Can I hug you in the bed?  That would be good - to hug in the bed."

And he snuggled me gently in the fluffy duvet.

We're a true family - we hold each other up.  Unbelievably blessed.