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A Little Gift

A Little Gift

December 16, 2012 by Amy, Using Our Words 11 Comments

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While I had planned to write this post since it happened on Thursday, in light of Friday’s horrible tragedy, this seemed more fitting than my usual light-hearted Sunday night lessons post. May you cherish the little moments…

Thursday morning Little came into the bathroom while I was getting ready and asked, “Is it almost your birthday?”

“No, not until the summer. Why?”

“I want to get you a present.”

“That’s so thoughtful. What do you want to get me?”

“Maybe some princess Squinkies. No, no, because then it wouldn’t be a surprise. I want it to be a surprise.”

It was sweet, simple, sincere. I don’t know where he got the idea that he wanted to do something for me, but it wasn’t surprising to me. He’s a thoughtful boy, always thinking of other people and what might make them happy.

Well, that afternoon, as we were driving home from preschool, he fell asleep in the car. When we got home, I picked him up to carry him inside. He reached for me, laid his head on my shoulder, and melted into me. His long arms wrapped around my neck, his lanky legs grabbed my hips, and I couldn’t help but think, there it is. The gift.

He didn’t realize what he was giving me. But it was exactly what I needed. My heart—which had been feeling a bit Grinchy that day—was suddenly full. Even overflowing.

There was no denying his size, his strength, his new-found four-ness—the very qualities that sometimes overshadow his tender heart. But somehow, at that moment, his very essence was all wrapped up in one sweet package. I didn’t want to let go. And neither did he. So we held each other tight and embraced the moment.

What a gift.

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  1. Dana Sneed says

    December 16, 2012 at 3:39 pm

    So precious and so available! Perhaps we all need many more hugs and a lot less shopping and doing for the holidays. Truly a sweet, special, memorable gift and a wise Mom to receive and savor it.

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    • Amy, Using Our Words says

      December 17, 2012 at 1:22 pm

      Good point. I’ll be sure to wrap a hug or two for you!

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  2. Jodie Hoffman says

    December 16, 2012 at 8:36 pm

    thanks for this – I had a rough day with my wee ones… a late night for us all and we were all on edge and a little crazy… I’ll have to be sure to get a good cuddle in before bedtime so we end on a high note 🙂

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    • Amy, Using Our Words says

      December 17, 2012 at 1:22 pm

      Hope you got that cuddle!

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  3. Aimee says

    December 17, 2012 at 7:31 am

    Beautiful. Thank you for capturing the moment with your words and blessing us with it…

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    • Amy, Using Our Words says

      December 17, 2012 at 1:22 pm

      Thanks so much for your kind words, Aimee.

      Reply
  4. Uncle B says

    December 18, 2012 at 12:08 pm

    Wow well said!

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    • Amy, Using Our Words says

      December 19, 2012 at 10:26 pm

      Thanks, Bri.

      Reply
  5. Riki says

    December 20, 2012 at 4:32 am

    Just beautiful 🙂 thank you for writing this – you have perfect timing for me on this one!

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    • Amy, Using Our Words says

      December 20, 2012 at 10:34 pm

      I’m so glad, Riki. Thanks so much for your comment! Perfect timing for me too.

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