My Chandler, 9
This is my son, Chandler, when he was just a baby.
Now he is all grown up. Now it is he who takes care of me. When I fall asleep with a book, he’s the one who takes off my glasses and turns off the lamp. When I forget I’m eating and drift off to my laptop or to the television or to my books, he’s the one who reminds me to finish my food. When I oversleep in the morning, he gently prods me awake, and asks if I’m okay. When I’m panicky looking for a piece of paper or a book or my phone or the remote control, he calmly helps me find it. He asks about my day, and suggests when I may travel to Manila. He has his own opinions on books and movies. He reminds me to be careful when driving. Once, I sprained my ankle, and he massaged it, while telling me that I work too hard.
He just turned nine, and he's perfect.
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Now he is all grown up. Now it is he who takes care of me. When I fall asleep with a book, he’s the one who takes off my glasses and turns off the lamp. When I forget I’m eating and drift off to my laptop or to the television or to my books, he’s the one who reminds me to finish my food. When I oversleep in the morning, he gently prods me awake, and asks if I’m okay. When I’m panicky looking for a piece of paper or a book or my phone or the remote control, he calmly helps me find it. He asks about my day, and suggests when I may travel to Manila. He has his own opinions on books and movies. He reminds me to be careful when driving. Once, I sprained my ankle, and he massaged it, while telling me that I work too hard.
He just turned nine, and he's perfect.
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posted by Maryanne Moll | 1:53 AM
3 Comments:
hmm nice.
the ring is simply exquisite....and yes you deserve to be sourrounded by beautiful things and be reminded to have faith and love...always..
Thanks, Tracy. I miss our Manila tours. Hope I see you again soon, girl. :) Even if just to eat hopia by the sidewalk.
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