March 23 2007

Today.
He picked today.
He picked the day I had had enough.
When I was so low on sleep I thought I would die.
When so many irritants and stresses were on my back I just wanted to crawl under the covers and spend the day sobbing.
When I had lost my will to press on through the tribulation and continue to take care of business.
...





...
My son.
My son picked TODAY
TO. SMILE.

Today he is smiling.
Smiling more than a fat kid with a big ol chocolate cake all to hisself.
More than a fiend with a rock.
More than any bride on her wedding day.
Today he is smiling more than I have in the past week.

Today he looks at me and he recognizes "MOMMY!" and his face LIGHTS UP.
And he smiles.



Yes.
I'm feeling much better now.