For multiple reasons and no particular reason at all, I was having a very rough morning today. Despite my sadness and tear-stained eyes, Jessie and I went on our usual jaunt to Starbucks. Shortly after our arrival, Jessie, being very gifted at socializing with adults, struck up a conversation with two nearby women who had sparkly gems scattered about their table and seemed to be busy discussing their rhinestone business .
As Jess chatted with them, admiring their “bling,” I watched some videos of Judson on my phone, also keeping an eye on her.
I noticed one of the women went out to her car for a moment. When she returned, she opened a package and proceeded to place a rhinestone necklace on Jessie Girl. My little lady beamed, bounding over to me in pure bliss. Upon seeing the sparkly pendant that graced her neck, tears of gratitude sprung from my eyes—it was a butterfly—“a sweet reflection of marvelous rebirth, like the little boy with my affection no longer bound by earth,” (Floating Silhouette – May 14, 2009).
This special gift for her was beautiful and sacred encouragement to me!