Bless Your Heart

I tell you what…my child knows just what to say…just the words to make his mama’s heart soar.  He saw me working on this

Which turned into this

I was telling him about two different times in my life when someone gave me the gift of a little Christmas tree and how it just brought me such joy right when I need it.  I told him I might surprise someone with this tree to pay it forward.  He thought we should plant it in the yard.  He also said that they would know it was me.  “Mom, those are your words.  You say them all the time.  You are all about that positive stuff.  Look here at the door, so happy you are here, and here?  See the good, beside it?  Breathe, and look over there…you are so loved.  Mom, your words bring people in our home and make them want to stay.  See?  They will know it is from you.”
He was so matter of fact.
Just telling it like he sees it.
He had no idea that he might as well have handed his mama a string of diamonds for the love and care he gave.  It feels amazing to be known like this by your nine year old son. 
There was joy in the words…joy in the process…and joy in the photos too!






Get it.
Give it.
Residing in the reason for the season.
Peace and love,

About attraversiamodarmaz

Midwestern girl who loves big city shopping (note - do not love high heels of any kind) * hate to say that first because I fancy myself a yoga chic too who is into feng shui and a minimalist life but it's just not all true!* I do forget to recycle* LOVE reading and music and most things crafty (the idea of them - very fickle and creative urges come and go faster than light or sound)* Grand chef and baker in my own mind and kitchen - love to mix and match recipes for a glorious new concoction* Gardening would be very successful - I have a flair but short attention span can cause casualties* True bliss is my home filled with three beautiful children (four on the weekends - an amazing Goddaughter)* did forget to feed the beautiful children lunch once when they were too small to remind me* can't find socks for all on some crazy mornings* I'm a learner who just can't help it...a writer in my head, and a college instructor for a half dozen classes a year* can't help my right brain optimism* been a foster mom* am a very grateful mom of adopted children* worst life moment: leaving the E.R. with an empty baby carrier* this is me...pretty much
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