A self portrait, by Christian
He certainly isn't mourning, he doesn't even realize that anything is wrong. I hope that he'll always be that innocent and that he'll never have cruel children belittle or tease him. Fortunately, he just laughs if people tease him, for now.
He is a very "social" boy, for one who should have social issues. He loves to play with friends and show them wonderful things that are illuminated by his imagination. They may not always follow along, or even understand what he means, but right now (and hopefully always) he is surrounded by good friends and wonderful teachers, neighbors and a loving family.
He simply loves freedom and being outside. He's always been able to find a way out of the house--no matter the hour or the number of mechanisms in place to keep him safe inside! My heart has stopped several times when I haven't been able to find him, whether at Walmart (twice), or at all of the friends, or in the yard... "But Mom," he'll say expressively, without looking me in the eye, "I just wanted to see my wrends (friends)." It is hard to discipline him when he really does not realize that he has done something wrong, or dangerous, or even that he's terrified me! He couldn't care less about what someone looks like, if they are boys or girls, big or little, stinky or sweet, he accepts them for who they are, loves them instantly and immediately they are his "wrends."
My sweet son, always quick to give love, forgive and play. He is always bringing me flowers, and tree branches. He doesn't realize his strength (physical or emotional). Maybe one day he'll help me understand the whys, but right now I want to mourn what might have been, and hope, with every thing I'm made of, that his life will be blessed with kindness and acceptance.
4 comments:
He is the sweetest guy. He'll always find "wriends" at our house.
If we could all have those same attributes the world would be a much better place! Thanks for sharing. It brought tears to my eyes.
Oh, Sarah! You have a wonderful son and you are an adorable mother. I wish all children were just like him. You have brought tears to me but I want you to know that he is the lucky one. I wish I never thought about people not liking me or wondering if they are my friends. I'm so glad he has the perfect parents just for him.
I was just telling Candacy last week about how sweet Christian is. He really is . . . I am so glad that this part of his spirit is allowed to shine, because it's a lesson to all of us.
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