Wyatt, Wywee, Wywoo...anyway you say it, we love you! He will always be my baby. Hard to believe he is 10 years old and in the fifth grade.
Perusing some snapshots I found this one of Wyatt and me.
I still remember cradling him as a baby and singing this little sing song tune I made up for him.
"It is happy for you, it is happy for me, together we make a nice family."
In fact I had a conglomeration of little tunes I made up for each of the kids as I sang them into their slumber. There was no one song fits all. Each one stirred a new song from me. I imagine that it is that way with our creator-- a song and love language that each one of us responds to in his/her own way. For me...he often communicates with license plates and other serendipitous messages that come through words and songs. I love it.
For me the number 747--has been the 'wink' I get from God at times.
I'll never forget the day, I was walking and saw a phone number on a real estate sign with '747' in the phone number. I asked him....'am I crazy to think that this number means anything to me from you?' I continued to walk on and through the parking lot...when there at the end of the lot was a white mini van...You'll never guess the license plate! 7474747. Imagine....he loves us that much to speak to us in our own language and song. Take a look around...and listen. He's singing a love song to you today.
1 comment:
Hi Carmela,
You and your son look so happy in that picture. You look like you are having a good start to your blog. Keep up the good work.
Take care,
susan
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