Friday, July 17, 2009

*PURE LOVE*

A weary traveler, beaten down by the crudeness and sorrow of the world. And then a little boy who I love so much, runs to me and not only throws his arms around me to hug me, but locks his hands behind me and lays his head on my shoulder. For a small moment in time, everything was okay in my life and everything was okay with the world. I was loved by a child. I will NEVER forget this moment as long as I live.



ps. I just remembered something that Kaul said to his mom,

"Mom, Aunt Kimmy is sick a lot isn't she?" and she said, "Yes, honey, she is." and he responded..."It's because I'm not with her...I make her happy." :)