Uggggghhhhh, the Flu

So the flu has hit our home. Thankfully the children are well, and only HH and I are sick, which I much more prefer even though painful for us.

I will say though, that sometimes it does take time to sit back and watch how empathetic children can really be. For a couple of days now, they have had to make their own lunches, most of their own breakfasts, as well as take care of their own backpacks, as I rarely find myself off the couch.

I tried to smile when they would come with a blanket to cover me. I tried to hug them back when they said good-night. I tried to laugh when they worked so hard to see me smile. I could only say a quick thanks when they made pictures for me to lighten my spirits. My oldest has taken over in a lot of ways, playing with the baby, putting on his coat and shoes and checking everyone's cubbie before school to see if they had forgotten anything.

I thank God for her, especially these last days, where I saw true empathy in them all, because of her example. Even the baby gave me more kisses than usual, and that is a real feat!

Comments

Christina Yep said…

Wow! We will be praying so much for you guys. Please let us know if we can do ANYTHING at all. We love you. So much to offer up...what darling children...praise God for them.

November 4, 2009 at 9:38 AM

Domo Arigato Gozaimasu Nihon - Thank You Japan

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