I got to see things from a different perspective this afternoon. I took Lofton, my 3 year-old nephew, to see "Mr. Vick" building the walls in the house. It was really interesting to see his excitement over the construction instead of the devastation that we see as grown-ups. I should look at it his way every time, because it is exciting to see the progress. When we went into my room, he asked, "what is this?" I said, "This is Aunt Sissy's room. Remember, the bed was right here." He asked, "Where is it now?" I just told him I was getting a new bed. When we got home, after our trip to the ice cream store, he put his hard hat and his Home Depot apron on, and pretended to build things around the house.
It's been kind of a down day for many reasons. Coming home to Nashville, but not going home, after vacation has been difficult for me. There has been a tragic turn of events in the lives of people that I care for. I really appreciate having good friends who are willing to stop in the middle of their busy lives to go out to dinner with me and make me laugh. Life is full of blessings, and sometimes a pre-school aged child sees them more clearly than I do.
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