Tuesday, July 5, 2011
from her heart
saturday morning, after we let Ransom go...
E: "Mama, you can sleep with my dog and you can hug him and put him under the covers because you miss Ransom"
Me: "Come here sweet pea" (scooping her up in my arms, shedding fresh tears) "That is so sweet. I would love to sleep with your little Ransom"
E: "Yeah because that will make you feel better"
The next day, when we were at the museum she looks up at me.
E: "Mama, my lips are red for KISSING" (big annunciation on this word, as it is very important in her vocabulary apparently)
Me: "Oh? They are? Well, just who are you going to kiss?"
E: "You Mama. They are red like Ariel. For kissing".
I must say that though grief and sadness have settled in my heart, she has her way of lifting my spirit so easily and in ways that often leave me in stitches.
Posted by kitchu at 6:31 PM