Her Footsteps

This afternoon was a tougher one for me. I thought I was doing better since getting the news that Boots would be going home soon. I cried pretty much non-stop the first week and then it tapered off. I realized that the tapering off just meant I was in denial but I was hoping that part of me was dealing with it better. Not so. It really was denial. This afternoon my mind was doing too much thinking and so my Kleenex box became my friend again.

I am working on a photo album for Boots that she can take with her when she finally transitions home (still don't have a final date on that) and as I looked at one of the photos it made me reflect on some of the things that I have learned from her and why we are told to become as little children. I won't go into all the things I have learned except to say that I love the joy that she takes in life - in just the simple things. The happiness she finds in the everyday interactions with family. These are beautiful lessons for me. Ways for me to try and follow in her footsteps... to learn from the example of a 16 month-old who brings so much joy to others around her with her loving nature, her easy smiles, her frequent hugs and her ready laugh.