When we brought Brooklyn home the other day, the first thing Emma did was kiss the stitches on her head. She didn’t grimace like I did; she wasn’t scared. She just gave her sister a little love because, well, that’s what big sisters do… especially when they haven’t seen their little sister in a few days.
When Kendall saw the shunt for the first time, she said, “That’s so cool” and giggled. She gave her “Brookie” a quick hug and skipped off to play.
I know they don’t totally get it, but in many ways, they get it so much more than I do.
They teach me so much, these little ones.
Love. Acceptance. Peace.
This isn’t easy, but it doesn’t have to be complicated.
I am learning that life isn’t always about totally “getting it” because let’s face it, sometimes “it” just doesn’t make sense at all. And many times, “it” just isn’t fair.
“It” is about finding the love, the joy, the giggle.
And then trusting that in time, the understanding will come.
βFor my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,β declares the LORD. βAs the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.”
Isaiah 55:8-9