Wednesday, September 19, 2018

Windows into my Heart

Often when I leave Gus at home with a babysitter it is because I am heading back to work. I am fortunate enough to live close to where I work. I live (literally) across the street. So close that I can see the building my office is in while I am sitting on my couch. There are a lot of benefits to this, the greatest one being that I walk to work each day and have for the past 16 years.

When I leave my door, there are five windows wrapping around the house facing the driveway and sidewalk. Gus has a ritual when I leave, it starts with a hug. Followed by "another hug". (And if I am lucky, a third.) Recently, Gus wants to watch me leave, and he waves to me from each of those five windows. He runs from window to window to wave and say, "Bye, Daddy!" There is something special in this moment, at each of these five windows, in these 30 seconds, that edifies him and warms my heart. It is these moments that I want to remember. It is these moments that are incredibly warm and special. It is these moments I cherish.

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