Somehow in the midst of this rush to the finish line, there's still time to spend with little ones. Matt caught me today playing on the swing with Krassimir.
How delightful it is to be playful with this tiny boy and to see him respond with delight himself. At times like these I wonder at the gaping hole (to me) that is his life before him. All those years of memories and world-view-shaping experiences that he's had - that are all inside of him and have made him who he is today - and they are dark, silent to us, his family. We weren't there. We don't know what it was like for him to live those days, weeks, years of emptiness. And he has no way to tell us.
So we do what we can, which is take it one step at a time forward, and make memories with him today.
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