What is it about those little, soft, stroking fingers that make everything better?
How is it that I’m being comforted by a little bald headed girl?
If her eyes could speak, they’d be saying "Mommy, don’t be sad. Me and Daddy are here."
"In the multitude of my thoughts within me thy comforts delight my soul." Psalm 94:19
aww what's wrong?
ReplyDeleteThis is so familiar to me...
ReplyDeletei remember so distinctly the time i asked my firstborn, 'are you a little angel sent from heaven to give momma love?' & her sweet baby lisp, "yesh".
the tinier they are, the more perceptive they seem to be! hope all is well...
ReplyDeleteHope her comforting worked. Those little hands can do magic when they touch your cheek.
ReplyDeleteJude looks at me with his big bright eyes, and even through his disabilites he seems to talk right to me. I can relate!
ReplyDeleteIt's amazing how little kids can do that. Hope you feel better soon.
ReplyDeleteKids really have a way of cheering you up!
ReplyDeleteMy son Ollie comes up to me and gives me kisses, hugs and a whole lot of love, as he calls it. and of course I just melt with more love than I could have ever dreamed of
ReplyDelete"The soul is healed by being with children." -Fyodor Dostoyevsky
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