I had the good fortune of witnessing a thought provoking conversation between my children this morning. They were having a civil conversation about the color of each other’s hearts. My daughter told my son that his heart was red and had some black spots on it because, she said, he could be mean. My son, the oldest of the two, told my daughter the same. That her heart had black spots on it too but it was because she was annoying.
I asked each of them what color they thought their own hearts were and they both said red and blue, like the images they had seen of the heart. Then, I asked them what color my heart was. My son replied that mine was pink and yellow. He said that pink means happiness and yellow means kindness.
This melted my pink and yellow heart.
Years ago, he wouldn’t have chosen pink and yellow, because I was anything but happy. I could ponder that…what color would my heart have been? Instead I choose to relish in the fact that my son. The old soul. The one who reads me like a book. Sees me, his mother, as happy and kind.
So grateful to the woman I was 6 years ago! All of this work that I have done. All of the tearing down what wasn’t working and building up what does. The dismantling of my old life to create something new and beautiful. It was all worth it!
What about you? What color is your heart?
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