Love Is Blind

There are several children in Wills' preschool class with special needs. As we were walking home from school last week, I asked him about the two new kids in his class. "Oh," he said. "I didn't play with them very much because they are babies." "Babies?" I asked. "They have to be at least three years old, or they couldn't be in your class." "Well, " he said, "They don't talk, so they are babies." "But, Willsy, Sissy can't talk and she's not a baby. She's six," I reminded him. His eyes got big and he looked at me like I had lost my mind. "Yes, she can, Mommy. Sissy talks just like a big girl." I started to argue, to point out that Sissy can't even say a single word so that he wouldn't equate not being able to speak with being a baby. But then I realized that Wills love Virginia so much, he doesn't even realize she can't talk. He is so in tune with her, she doesn't have to say anything for him to know exactly what she wants. So I said, "You're right. Sissy does talk, and I am so glad she has you to listen."

Here are some of my favorite pictures of Virginia and Wills over the years. One of my greatest joys is how much they love each other and I pray it will always be a special relationship.