Do you remember the first time your child told you they loved you?
Does it happen on a daily basis…or just once in a while?
Does it take you by surprise, or is it routine?
Do you drop everything to hold your little one, and love on them?
Do you cry every time it happens…did you cry the first time?
Does it turn you into a crazy person who would shower a three year old with candy?
I can remember the first time little M told me she loved me. It was recent, and it wasn’t repeated after me or in a part of a routine (like bedtime). It happened, of course, over food.
And I am waiting earnestly for it to happen again… “I love you” is something I will never, ever take for granted. Ever.
Today is Orphan Sunday…and I can’t help but think of all those little ones out there waiting for their own someone to love, and someone to love them back.