My son is exceptional in so many ways. He doesn't complain when he is sick. So when he does you know he really feels bad. He made it through three performances of the school play on Friday feeling awful. Then ends up in hospital on Saturday morning.
He is determined but this is what makes him exceptional. While at the hospital feeling incredibly awful he wakes and looks at me and says, "Thank you for being here with me and taking care of me."
Last night he finally got the energy to take a shower, still had gray hairspray in his hair and makeup on from the play night before. He asked me to sit by the bathroom door in case he felt dizzy. As I sat there I heard him softly singing in the shower.
Just now as he lay on the couch dozing off and on, he says, "Thank you for getting up so early this morning with me and taking care of me."
So how did I get so lucky to have such a caring, appreciative and joyous young man for a son? I don't know the answer.
But I am so thankful for him.
Joytobe
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