A Jon Post
I’m on a couch, thinking about this year, this Christmas, my home and my family. My daughter had been crying in her bed for 15 minutes, hoping that her voice would outlast the time I could resist my compassion getting the better of my parenting technique. It did and I spent the following 15 minutes snuggling with her in my bed, calming her breathing, rubbing her back and kissing her head.
Meh… it’s Christmas. She can have this one.
So I held her and put off writing this because I’d rather she know her daddy loves her than know that she needs to go to bed on time.
She cried, I whispered.
She whimpered, I kissed.
She squirmed, I hugged.
And so we found ourselves lying next to each other. She curled up into my arms and rested her head against my chest. I laid my hand on her back and breathed deep and slow, encouraging her to do the same.
She fell asleep.
My daughter lay there asleep in my arms and I couldn’t think of a better Christmas present.
To those who read this blog and have children, hug and kiss your kids to bed tonight. To those who don’t, remember your daddy loves you.
Sleep well tonight.
My Christmas Presents
What a special Christmas, I spoil them, when we lost our first born, Don and I learn God gives them in our care for a short time, enjoy them! Life really short, love you Uncle Don & Aunt Joan
Mmmmmmm :-)
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Thanks for the cool elephant…i love it…it is hanging above my computer so i will remember to pray for the four of you and all those God has given you to minister to…Jodie, Ian and Evin