Finding Joy in Snarkville

I’ve tried all day to write my post.  Early this this morning, I sat with computer in my lap to type.  I was going to tell you about a conversation I had with Duke yesterday, but now it escapes me.  I was going to tell you about Duke, who is in LOVE with the idea of all things birthday, wouldn’t sing “Happy Birthday” to my dad on the phone.  I was going to tell you about how my sweet Duke grabbed my face the other morning and told me, “Mama, you’re my buddy” and I melted.  But I couldn’t seem to get the words typed right, there was something else I was meant to write today — but what?I went to work, coffee in one hand and a disappointing, but effective, bran muffin in the other.  That was pretty much the highlight of my day.  By 11am, I’d hit a roadblock that was slowly sucking my will to finish my coffee (just so you know it was serious) from me.  I decided by noon that I having pizza for dinner.  My desire for an IV of chocolate hit by 2pm.  I kept having this feeling that if I stopped I’d start crying.  So, I didn’t stop.

Prince got home and patted my head and tried to tell me it would be ok.  He didn’t even comment when I kept running back to the office for “one more thing.”  Duke went to bed and Prince headed out to get my much needed pizza.  Then it happened.

Duke called from his room and I went to check on him.  I tucked him back under his blanket and he looks up at me and says, “Mama, I wanna sing my song.  My star song.”  I smiled and relaxed and began to sing, “Twinkle, twinkle, little….” Any other day, Duke would have put his hand up and declare, “Stop, Mama”  because my little musical child isn’t fond of his mother’s off-key tones.  But tonight, tonight, he looked at me with wonder, as if I was singing Opera on key.  He smiled and he relaxed.  And finally, the tears I kept expecting came.  Duke wiped away a tear on my cheek and said, “Mama, is that a tear?” “Yes, Buddy, it is.” “Mama, do you need a hug?  A nose kiss?”  And that made it all better.

I’m so glad he’s my buddy.

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