Lessons From the Edge

Little things mean a lot.

C moved back this week!
He's been gone for a couple months - first in the hospital and then in rehab - but now he's back.
And it was our re-union which taught me this week's lesson.

For as long as I can remember, C and I have had a special 'thing' we do every day. It's what we call "close eyes". Actually, it's something Matthew and I used to always do when I said good-bye to him before school. I told C about it one day, and it's been our way of greeting ever since.
Anyway, "close eyes" happens when two people put their foreheads together and touch their noses, which results in your eyes being very close!

So, back to C's homecoming.

As soon as I was able, I went over to him, smiled, and said, "Hello!" But I could tell from his reaction, C didn't remember me. And my heart broke a little bit. I said, "You don't remember me, do you?" He just acknowledged my suspicion by lowering his eyes a little.
Then I said, "Wait a minute!" and I moved in close so my forehead rested on his, and our noses touched and I said, "Close eyes!" C smiled and I said, "Now do you remember me?" C let out a little laugh and said, "Yes!"

Oh, bless my heart! What a joy to know he remembered our little greeting, and therefore remembered me. I am quite sure I will look forward to "close eyes" more than he does from now on. It's just a little thing, but little things mean a lot.