I love my son's laugh. I never get tired of sitting on the side of him and watching that smile spread across his face, and his head bob back in forth in spontaneous laughter. Watching his profile and seeing that squinted joy is like Christmas.
I feel like I'm almost cheating by enjoying this so much? I guess remember only too well the darker times, and the many afternoons with his bedroom door shut firmly.
On the couch, I mentally promise myself to never take his laughter for granted again, but also at the same time- like the practical mother that I am- to forgive myself if I do.
Enjoy the good moments even if it is just for a few moments or that your son is laughing.
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