This week, I saw comfort through my daughters’ eyes.
One or the other of them found it….
- in the arms of her mother, when she finished reciting a poem in front of the judges, and dashed off the stage for a hug.
- sitting in mom’s lap on the couch, with her head on my shoulder, recovering from a disappointment.
- sipping hot chocolate from a thermos, after a long, cold wait in the school car line.
- wrapping an arm around a stuffed animal she’s had since birth as she snuggled under her quilt at bedtime.
- smelling cinnamon rolls baking when her alarm clock went off.
- listening to Dad’s voice read a missionary story after supper.
- feeling the warmth of a fire in the fireplace on a cold morning.
- hearing the notes of a familiar hymn on a cd and humming along.
- slipping a hand into mine as we walked across a parking lot.
- riding silently in the car, each occupied with our own thoughts, yet enjoying being together.
Today, and for many days to come, may I be able to provide the gift of comfort to those I love.
More gifts are being shared at Tuesdays Unwrapped.