He loves me….
There are times when I have not been certain about that…and I realize how strange that may seem…silly for me to wonder…sometimes I find myself in some of the strangest places…in my mind that is.
You have cared for him since he was a fragile nine-month old infant
You worried over him…many times
Sat in dozens of doctor’s office waiting rooms
Played frantic parent more than once in the ER
You introduced him to Michael Jackson, Maxwell, Sesame Street, Curious George, Cars, and one of your favorites—Handy Manny
You showed him how to respect our four-legged family members
To not step on paws or pull tails or ever be mean
You showed him how to tie his shoes even though he doesn’t yet have the hang of it
Over and under, then two bunny ears, then over and under
Then helped him put on his socks, clapping wildly when he did it all by himself
You fuss over his hair and won’t let him go outside without fixing it.
You showed him that dancing around the house is a good thing
You wash his clothes, bath him, feed him, help him brush his teeth
You kiss him even when he doesn’t want to be
You hug him sometimes like you won’t get a chance to, ever again
You look in on him after he’s fallen asleep because he is such a beautiful child
And sometimes at night you cry because you know that you are losing him
Did you think he would know this and not love you for it?
Just think of the way he calls out for you in that sing-song-y way
Like you were the only person in the world he wanted to see at that moment
Yes, he loves me.