It's amazing how quickly your mind can turn or how quickly God can calm you and redirect you. See, it's all a matter of vision. What are you looking at?
I was looking at loss, and I won't say that I'm over it all or something smarmy and cheesy like that. Nope, not at all. I'm still a bit of a blubbering bucket of goo, but, my perspective shifted. I realized that Little One is going home. It isn't the home I expected or one I could have even imagined at the start of his case, but it's the truth. He's going home.
And that, my friends, is answered prayer.
Second, tonight was like a little gift to me. Little One is 2 now and doesn't need to be rocked to sleep or anything like that. He simply gets laid in his bed and goes to sleep. Not tonight. Tonight he let me hold him and rock him to sleep.
And yes I cried my eyes out, what mama wouldn't?
Other than that, I did the most logical thing I could think of today. I started taking a million photos and making movies of him in my vain little effort to not forget.
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