Tonight at dinner, to forestall the usual request to read a Magic School Bus book (good books, but we’ve been on serious repeat mode here and they’re still a bit over Limerick’s head so he gets left out), I brought down one of our children’s Bibles and read a few stories from there.
As we read the story of King Solomon, I asked the boys what they would ask for if God said He would give them anything they wanted. What would you want most?
Without hesitation, Rondel answered, “Mommy!”
And then, “And baby.”
To say I was touched would be an understatement. I am so blessed to be loved so much by my sweet boy – and especially when the depression is telling me that everyone would be better off if someone else was filling my place, it’s extremely validating to have such deep and unconditional love given to me.