Have you ever stared at your child and wondered how in the world that is your child? Like, your memories of your childhood were of you being such a total brat, how could you deserve such an angel?
That is me. I am there. I do not deserve my son, and he is teaching me so much, every single day. I just hold him close, stare into his sparkling navy blue eyes and fall head over heels in love, every single day.
David’s most admirable traits are his compassion, wisdom, and empathy. He will give selflessly – and joyfully – when he sees someone in need. Every time I see it, I remind him how proud I am of his actions.
I’ll give you a chance to grab your tissues, these two stories are pretty sappy.
We arrived at the grocery store. Lucy was asleep in her car seat, and while I hated to wake her up, it was necessary. David, Lucy and I walked into the cart area and there were two options: The race car-cart and the toddler-sized carts. While I saw two toddler carts, I refused to allow Lucy to push her own cart because the image of two toddlers with their own carts terrified me.
She was heartbroken. I asked David to please climb in the race car cart since it was causing issues. His shoulders slumped, his eyes welled up with tears, but he made no sound. I couldn’t do this to him, he did nothing wrong! So instead, I put Lucy in the cart and let David drive his toddler cart. Lucy screamed for about five minutes straight.
Then, while I was trying to locate the flax seed, I heard David ask Lucy, “Hey. Do you want to push mine cart wit me?”
She stopped crying long enough to say, “uh huh.”
David came up to me and said, “Mom, Woocy wants to push mine cart wit me.” I was stunned.
“So, you are willing to share your cart with her?”
He nodded and smiled.
The entire shopping trip with blissful and peaceful. There they walked, up and down the aisles, two adorable little people pushing a tiny cart together and smiling.
In fact, their behavior touched the heart of an older gentleman. He dug 2 dollar coins out of his pockets and gave one to each of my children. I bent down and told them “this is because you were so generous and shared your cart. Thank you for sharing.”
When do I stop and give to someone in need?
I was having a tough night with my oldest. She told me a lie and I had to deal with it. So I made her sit through a terribly long lecture about how lies hurt our trust, our credibility, and our ability to be leaders. She loves being a leader so much. I gave her another chance to be honest. She told another lie, so I looked at her and said, “because you cannot be trusted, I am appointing your little brother as leader for the night.” She was devastated.
I turned to David and said, “David, because you have been honest and trustworthy, you are the leader and can pick out the story tonight.”
Lizzie started to cry real tears at this point. She was so looking forward to reading her puppy book.
David smiled, and kindly turned to Lizzie and said “you can pick it out.”
I stopped David. “David, you are the leader. You can pick any book you want. Are you sure you want Lizzie to pick one?” He nodded. I thanked him again for his generosity. Then, in front of Lizzie, I told him, “You are a wise leader. Good leaders always have compassion on others. Thank you for being so kind.”
Where did he come from? Heaven I suppose! I pray his beautiful heart continues to stay this kind, compassionate and wise. And I really hope I can have more compassion as I deal with people every day.