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Monday, February 7, 2011
The Healing Love of a Child Valentine
Just when I think I could not possibly be more grateful for my kids than I already am, one of them goes and says something that astonishes me. Like tonight, when Darah and I were reading "Mouse's First Valentine" and Darah told me she would give me a valentine if we were growing up together. After I read the book, I started telling a story about how when I was a young girl I always wanted to get a valentine from someone (someone, not just anyone) but I never did. Other girls got valentines from their boy...friends, but I never had one (A real boyfriend or a real girlfriend. Or a valentine...until I was seventeen).
I was really telling the story to Sandy, but Darah was paying attention. Darah waited a moment and then melted my heart when she said, "Mommy, if I was a wittow tid when you wurh a wittow tid, den I would want to take tare of you. I would take tare of you and div you a vawentine." I'm almost in tears just thinking of how she said it and what she was expressing. Oh, precious child! Please don't let me ruin her precious child-goodness with my yucky adult-badness. She's so wonderful. Children heal adults with their perfectness. THANK YOU, thank you, thank you, thank thank thank thank (you?) UNIVERSE. AWOMEN.