What my daughter says brings me smile and cheers me up
My 12 years old daughter has Noonan syndrome. Unlike ordinary children, she does not grow well because of the intractable disease, so I still take her in a stroller or carry her on my back when we go somewhere. Since I am always with her, she probably thinks I’m tired and consoles me and even appreciates the small things I do for her.
When I am preparing a meal in the kitchen, she keeps talking to me, “Mom, your arms must be tired from cooking. Your legs are probably sore. I’m sorry that I am sitting on the chair while you are working,” “Mom, come eat with me,” and, “Did you have coffee, mom?” Sometimes she bursts out crying when she eats alone while I am working in the kitchen, probably because she feels sorry for me.
“Mom, your back must be hurting from carrying me. Aren’t you tired?”
Sometimes I lose my breath while climbing up stairs with her on my back, but what my daughter says brings me smile and cheers me up. I think I feel that way because I know my daughter’s beautiful heart; she wants to be even a little bit of help to me, her mom. I think of my Heavenly Mother who sacrifices Herself for this weak child. There are so many things to thank God the Mother for, but I’ve never fully expressed how I feel toward Her. For this I am very sorry to Mother.
Just as my daughter makes me smile, I will bring a smile to God the Mother’s face as Her good daughter, never forgetting to thank Mother even for the smallest things.
“Mother, how much pain and suffering are You enduring to save this weak child? Thank You, Mother!”