three little letters
when put in a particular order
add so much and enhance every word they join
just as we hope to do with those who gather near
it is wonder-ful
what those three letters can do
but if they are moved just so,
organized into alphabetical order,
they become something that
and causes pain and loss–
loss of the sunshine of spirit
loss of the smiles and the singing
that once filled the air
and leaves only quiet and the sound
of a thermometer beeping
at regular intervals,
and red cheeks and peaked eyes,
and the worry and
glass after glass of liquids
and emptied tissue boxes
it is aw-ful
Our Princess was diagnosed with the flu last night after a long, exhausting day of not feeling good at all. The last straw was the high fever. I don’t ever want to see numbers that high on a thermometer again. What has struck me the most over the last two days has been how lackluster our days have been. No one changed the Advent Calendar for 18 or 19. No one has sought after our elf, Christopher Pop-in-Kins. No one has eagerly rushed to see what the kindness elves offered as a suggestion for the day.
You don’t miss the sun until it goes behind a cloud…..I have always teased saying she is our sunshine–only with her, we have to wear shades. Turns out it can be quite gray and gloomy when our sunshine is under the weather.
As she felt well enough to argue a little with her brother today, I am hopeful that tomorrow will find her with a little bounce in her step…..or a step alone would do. It’s hard when your children are sick.
Thankful tonight for catching it quick and for the improvements we’ve seen today. I give thanks for helpful healing suggestions and offers of sustenance dropped off at the mailbox. I am thankful for the moments of calm I have felt in the midst of the worry and stress of a baby with health issues. That’s how I know my Mama is sticking close.
Love to all.