Jared is my sunshine. He always made me smile. I sang that song to him when he was born. "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine..." I still sing it to him. He was such a wonderful baby. Happy and easy and quiet. One early afternoon in the spring I had put Jared down for a nap and gone outside to tend to my Freesia and Tulip garden. It was a rare and beautiful sunny afternoon in a typically gray and rainy season. It was still cool, however, and so I covered Jared with a blanket when I put him down for his nap. While I was outside a thought came to me, "Go check on Jared!". I told myself that Jared was a sound sleeper and that I didn't have to worry about him. A few moments later I heard it again. Mothers can sometimes be worry warts and I was determined NOT to be one of them, so I ignored it again. 
Finally the prompting came a third time and literally knocked my over. "GO CHECK ON JARED!!!" I calmly got up, brushed the dirt off my knees and gloves, took off my gloves and calmly went inside the house. I quietly opened the door of Jared's nursery and found that somehow he had pulled that heavy afghan OVER his entire head. I quickly pulled it off and he was purple. I wiggled him, he stirred and took a deep breath, and fell back to sleep. The color immediately came back to his face again. Jared was only an infant at the time and had never done this before. I was so glad for the prompting I received that afternoon, and somebody really needed Jared on the earth a little while longer...especially ME! He is my sunshine!!!
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