But, this time he had a little shriveled up dandelion in his hand. He told me that he had picked it for me.
I hugged him and thanked him.
Then, when we were walking down the hallway to the car, he said, “I got you that flower at recess today, Mommy. And I kept it in my pocket all day. I’d feel it in there and it would make me happy because I knew it would make you happy.”
My sweet love. His words. His heart. It blows me away. He blesses me more than I could have ever dreamed. And, that sad little dandelion became a part of one of my sweetest mommy moments. That not so pretty flower was so very beautiful to me.