"...and then I fought the boss..." Daniel's words rippled on, describing video game adventures and I tried to pay attention.
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Pinching lips shut and trying not to breathe, I shoveled and cleaned an odorous area of our laundry room. Pets were an affectionate part of life, with one Downside.
"Mom?" Daniel's words broke in.
"You're beautiful," he said.
I stopped and glanced out through the laundry room doorway to where he was dangling off the armchair. He dimpled and held up three round fingers in the "I love you" hand signal.
Love flashed through me.
"Thank you!" I replied, surprised and touched.
I reflected ruefully on my black yoga pants, whisked-up-hair-do for around the house errands, and my wise-beyond-his-years son.
He saw the truth deep that I had missed.
True beauty glows best behind gentle loving hearts, behind hands that serve, and lives that breathe kindness.
Washing my hands later at the sink, I thought back over my day. I had been grumpy that morning, getting breakfast and helping family members into their days. It wasn't until I had slowed down and talked to my God, that my heart had dropped its cantor.
Choosing to stop and savor, to linger in love, I had changed my attitude.
And from his upside-down perch, my son had watched it reverse my heart and home.
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