Today, a child reminded me why I designated myself this
mission. Often times I had wondered and questioned my choices, especially on
days when things seemed to get a tad bit overwhelming. I am proud of myself either
way for sticking to my guns. It wasn't easy to do so, mainly because the future
is but a foggy brick pavement. I have to pull the cart hard enough to progress
forward and yet I cannot tell what’s ahead. It can be scary and intimidating,
as it is a lone battle in a foreign land and at a tempestuous time. Holding him
in my arms today, there was a moment of silent calm. Rocking steadily to a
muted beat, we were on the couch alone while the rest of my team went about
setting up for the session. In a blue hoodie, the child was thumb sucking after
a good fifteen minutes of tantrumming. If it’s true, that our eyes are windows into our souls, I wanted to tell him that things will be alright, and that we
are working hard for him. We don’t ever want him to give up. I doubt he will
ever understand, no matter how long I stared into his big brown eyes. That was then
I realized we've held this eye contact for a while now. I smiled at my own silly thoughts. And as though replying to my sentiments, that child in my arms smiled along.
Cutie pie,
Vonnie S.
Vonnie S.
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