Last night when I kissed him on the top bunk my five-year-old said to me, ‘I love you with my whole heart. And I think about you in my whole head.’ He hugs tight and he prays LOUDLY and he cries hard and his whole body laughs. He’s the living poetry of love that is heart-soul-mind-strength even though you could argue that he has a couple reasons to be bitter. His is a life of glass-half-full courage. He sees less than most, but he sees the beauty and the hope.
This week’s 39 things:
937 A public holiday
938 Sunny patches of carpet
940 Early morning time alone with Scott – telling me long impassioned stories
941 Moreletakloof Nature Reserve: Friday afternoon chilling with Gwen, three boys, NikNaks and zebras
942 Chinese clothing shops – badly grammar, nice plice
943 Stopayne
944 Scott bonding with Aunty Sam Crewe-Brown at Sunday School
945 Late night neighbourhood laughter and music – happy people
946 A little girl’s long auburn plait
947 Long chats over coffee at church
948 Scott responding to discipline – soft remorse
949 Peter and Terry who are going to be grandparents
950 Wind through pine trees
951 David Attenborough narrating the glory of God on Planet Earth
952 Shopping for house things with Kim
953 Murray’s loud tartan pajama trousers
954 ‘…But as a result, we stopped relying on ourselves and learned to rely only on God…’ (2 Corinthians 1:9)
955 The boys’ 15-year-old cousin crouching in a Wendy house while Scott ‘makes him food’
956 Unexpected kind reassurance
957 Cam doing the Father’s Day ‘haka’ with a bunch of other kids in front of the whole church
958 Father’s Day picnic and boulder clambering at Hedianga
959 When you’re free to pour yourself more coffee in a friend’s kitchen
960 When the boys don’t know we’re listening to their earnest excited schemes to catch the baddies
961 Scott: ‘Mom, let’s play Hey!-Hey!’ (again, to catch the baddies)
962 Fathers who take fathering seriously and lead others
963 Murray making Cam another longed-for wood-tinfoil-duct-tape pirate sword
964 A TED talk about jobs that don’t exist yet
965 Mentally rearranging furniture (so many options)
966 Cam coming with me to the shops wearing flippers and a swimming float
967 Calamari and chips
968 When a quote comes back less than expected
969 Sleeping ‘til it’s light
970 Scott cocking his head – hands upturned – explaining to me carefully –
971 And finishing with, ‘Understand, Mom?’
972 Uninterrupted hours to write
973 Extra hugs when they should be asleep
974 Gas heaters
975 Grace when a day unravels imperfect