Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Kylie's Christmas Gift = Love
My Son’s few words spoke volumes.
My simple reply:
"You know son, in a way she does run and play, just not the way other kids do, with the love she's given her heart can run and play actually soar with no limits. God bless you son, love her well and know that love, True Love never fails."
Travis rarely complains. But Christmas, friends and family gather, show pictures of kids and brag about their honors. It can weigh heavy on a single Dad caring for every detail of a two year old with epilepsy.
No, “I love you Daddy’s.” No pitter-patter of feet. No bear hugs or butter-fly kisses. No contagious giggling or spontaneous laughter. No funny words, just mumbling that only he can understand.
Lots of, feeding and medicine and doctors and bathing and comforting from seizures and cuddling and loving.
He does it without complaining, he doesn’t consider it a test.
He calls her Little Angel and just knowing her he feels blessed.
I'm proud of you son.
Watching you I see what love is.
Love is an action, love is a verb.
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