She was running and skipping with abandon, as though nothing could hurt her. That is until the asphalt pathway jumped up and tripped her. When was the last time you got shocked and hurt so badly that it took your breath away? Our granddaughter Quinn's mouth was open and tears were in her eyes but no sound was coming out. And then, when it did come, it was a wail. What happened next was awesome. Her mum held her in her arms, gently brushed off the dirt and kissed the wound. The tears were dried. Then Quinn was up and running again with her former carefree abandon. She ran as though she had never been hurt. The beauty of childhood…
Bob JonesAugust 6, 2013