Thursday, June 9, 2011
Wednesday Night
Over the past two years, I have become impervious to manipulation by Luke's voiceless cry. Of course I would never ignore him if something is wrong. But now that Luke has a voice, approaching the true sound of that a normal child makes, my heart melts every time that little boy utters a sound. When he cries, I want to cry, laugh, and cheer all at the same time. I'm afraid I'll never say no to him again!
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