Sunday, March 23, 2008

Spontaneous Sympathy

Rain falls in a steady rhythm as I fold clothes in the living room. Intuitive Monkey climbs onto the couch, wraps himself in a cozy blanket, lays down, and watches me for a moment.

"Mom, I'm sorry you have cancer."

I stopped for a moment and smiled at him.

"It's OK. The doctors are helping to get rid of it all. I'll be OK."

"I know...but they are doing it in a painfully way....with needles and everything."

"That's OK. Needles don't hurt as much when you're all grown up."

"Still...I'm sorry."

Sweet words from a six-year-old....and one of the many reasons I'm thankful even in the midst of it all.

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