K’s new favorite past time is jump roping.
she does it every day and counts her jumps.
but she had a hard day last week.
her beloved jump rope
the one with glitter inside, broke.
she came into the house, sobbing.
B and i were sure she had badly hurt herself
she was so upset.
when D asked what happened,
she couldn’t even get the words out.
so after many, many, many, many tears
we decided some art therapy
was in order.
“i love you jump rope.
i will miss you.
i will miss you.”
For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror;
then we shall see face to face.
Now I know in part;
then I shall know fully,
even as I am fully known.
1 Corinthians 13:12
2511. glitter
2512. a little one who wakes to yawn
2513. her face, asleep in the moonlight
2514. B coming home!
2515. art
