This morning I was at the hospital very early. Normally, I would be there to pray, comfort, or just visit with someone that is somehow connected to our ALC community. However, today was a day for "me" to have a minor procedure. It really did turn out to be nothing major at all. It seems as though it is always easier to say "nothing major" after its over, right? What do they say about hindsight?
I must admit that I was very anxious about my "visit" to the hospital today. My mind is very good at producing an array of possible bad outcomes. Ha. Ha. When you have a Father who is battling cancer, you tend to be a bit of a hypochondriac.
We were sitting in the Consultation Room waiting for "my turn on the gangplank" when me and "The Gib" had a moment! For a moment, my mind was erased of all fear, anxiety, and worry. I remember reading that children smile an average of 400 times per day. Adults smile an average of 15 times per day. Do you ever wonder why?
I am not a real fan of "average!" Today, however, I was glad that Gibson was "average"! I didn't actually count how many times he smiled, but I am sure it was at least 400. His simple, innocent smile changed the rest of my day. His "average" smile brought joy, hope, courage, and a renewed confidence in the power of God to create life! Every time, it felt like anything but average. When you check out "The Gib's" pic, I hope it brings a smile to your face. Relive that moment with us.
I think we adults should start working on increasing our "smile count!" What do you think?
Your gentle son's smile can light up my life anytime. Love me some Gib.
Posted by: maggidee | May 28, 2008 at 11:16 PM
He is a cutie and a heartbreaker too!! can never be in a bad mood when gib smiles! :)
Posted by: Melissa | May 29, 2008 at 11:11 AM