He will be 23 this year, but when he was little, he and his sister (now 19) were always picking up rocks. Little smooth pebbles, big ones with shiny streaks in them, rough, dirty, polished! For a while I had rocks in every coat pocket and in the bottom of every purse. In fact I came upon a few recently that my kids had collected in a shoe box and even had a “Guide to Rock Identification” tucked inside. It made me smile.
Yesterday he told me a story about taking the kids (in the after-school program where he works ) to a place where they could “mine” for precious stones. The smile on his face and joy in his voice as he told us about the kids jumping in the mud and being delighted with their colored stones was nothing compared to the twinkle in his eyes when he handed me a small pile and told me he “mined” them for me.
So, I turned one of them into a sun smile, and I will cherish it and smile every time I see it!
My kids are great! I love you guys!