Belonging
Yesterday, I was playing catch with my older boys in the community pool when I saw a man pull a little child out of the water. My heart briefly sank in pity for that man who presumably wasn’t watching his child closely. Then, I looked harder at the gray-faced toddler and yelled, “He’s MINE!” That wasn’t the son of that man; he was my littlest and I hadn’t seen him go down. And everything in my heart changed from pity to relief and despair. My heart and body were shaking. I to
