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Catching Tears with My Heart

January 30, 2008

hat-girl-20080126.jpgShe was born three years ago and my life hasn’t been the same since. How could I ever have imagined that his little girl would be so amazing. Here I’ve been wandering through the first four decades of my life thinking I didn’t need kids. How ignorant, I have been.

Today we took my beautiful innocent three year-old into see the doctor for a check-up. Everyone was excited to meet the new doctor. We had been speaking of this visit with anxious anticipation.

During the visit it was decided that our little sweetheart should get a flu shot. She’s had shots before, and she has been hurt before, but today was different. Today our little girl had her heart broken; deliberately.

She cried and cried. I held her in my arms. The look on her face was one of disbelief, betrayal, and confusion. “Why would my momma and daddy let them do that to me?” I could see it.

Afterward we went out for pancakes.

All day long she talked about her “poke.” She favored that leg and protected the band-aid. As we lay in bed ready to say our nightly prayers, I asked her what we should pray about. Over and over again, before the prayer and after, she reminded me to pray for her poke.

As I write this, tears well up in my eyes. It is a terrible thing to watch my little girl lose her innocence. It wasn’t supposed to be this way.

One Comment
  1. January 30, 2008 5:17 am

    I think we all remember those pokes. I do, but they will be forgotten. You did the right thing though (as last year or the year before last) we had many kids die from the flu in our area.

    Blessing to you too, for speaking at that funeral. My cousin passed away Mon with 4 kids he left behind from colon cancer. I can’t make it to the service as it so far away becuase I’m sick.

    Kids open a whole new world. Worry and love- – the “ying and Yang” of each other.

    I don’t have any, but I have 4 nieces and newphews and was an Elem Ed. major before I swithced majors. I had 60 kids where I worked fro 3 years… many I still know today.

    You are blessed. As my Mom tells me, “This too shall pass.”



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