I Love you green, I love you pink, I love you blue.
Many years ago I read
a children’s book about a mom who loved her kid’s different colors. The point
of the book was to help kids understand how we love differently but the same.
My children have grown up with special titles that where whispered into
my heart for each of them. My Heart, My Joy and my Blessing. Somehow though they have tried to twist those
words proclaiming that “the heart is more important”, or “I don’t make you
happy like your joy does?” Over again I would try to relay to them how each was
unique and loved differently but equally using instead color terms such as I
love you green, I love you pink and I love you blue. That back fired big time
as they all knew my favorite color is green and so attributed it to the eldest
as I named that color first. So needy are we, wanting to be reassured that we
are wanted and loved and yet so precious each one of us is in our own hues together
creating splashes of marvelous color.
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