Thursday, December 16, 2010

Her tears...

Mary Kathryn is still suffering from the symptoms of a number of ailments, and her poor body is just worn down. Tonight, her tear flowed for a number of reasons and at a number of different times -- frustration with her brother; confusion about why she is so tired, and yet unable to easily sleep; being disappointed in people; and the occasional "what if" that she will play with me.


It's tough to endure this when you're a man who tries to fix everything. Tonight, I just listened, and held her hand, and laid in bed beside her to better understand. And dry her tears with my hands and my heart. It was the best cure of all.

1 comments:

Terry Stanton December 17, 2010 at 6:58 AM  

What a wonderful lesson for a man who tries to fix everything to learn... sometimes you shouldn't. Sometimes you should just listen, hold her hand and dry her tears. Sounds like you did just fine, and created a memorable moment for both of you.

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