My husband enjoys taking the boys to the park. One of his favorite things about it is watching Seannie swing.
He shared this with me…”You should see Sean, he tilts his head back closes his eyes and just….flies”. Yeah honey, whatever. I’m glad you guys had a good time.
Today I took the boys and Bella to the park. ( I do this occasionally, but the parks I usually frequent don’t have swings, this one however, did.) I asked Seannie if he would like to swing. He shook his head “no” and began busily working on moving sand from one side of himself to the other.
After enjoying the slide about 348 times and climbing up and down the steps of the climbing structure over and over again, he indicated that he would like to swing by pointing and giving me the “more” sign in ASL.
I picked up my warm, sweet smelling boy (I’m never able to pass up a chance to bury my nose in his neck and brown curls when he is close to me) nuzzled him quickly and placed him in the swing.
As soon as he started swinging he leaned his head back and turned his face to the sun, closing his eyes. A slow, sweet smile grew on his face as he swung back and forth, back and forth. Making no sound, just….being.
Tears welled in my eyes as I thought..”Who am I to be given the gift of this beautiful life that asks nothing more than to feel the warm sun on his face and the breeze through his curls? Who am I to deserve such a treasure?”
Thank you God, for choosing to bless me with Sean. Thank you God, for today. It was a really good day.
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