The first look on Soph’s face was “uh uh, not too sure about this.” She took come coaxing to get her fingers into it. Still, the look was of concentration trying to process what was the deal here.
Then, “Up to my elbows in it!”
Then, there was the clean up – shaving cream play done.
That sticks with me….like shaving cream on the fingers gluing them together.
I’m forever changed from the far distance of experiencing a brother with cancer who passes away too young, with so many missed future events that we wanted him to be there for….his children’s wedding(s), grandchildren, retirement and the continued love of his wife and family. But his shaving cream time was done…..clean up and live on…..he’s in heaven now, watching us all, reunited with grandparents, aunts , uncles, cousins, friends ….but I’m still here, still missing him in my heart.
Then, there will be a time we will be reunited….until then; I know he’d want me to keep playing in shaving cream. I can hear his luaghter....
Proverbs 24:32 I applied my heart to what I observed and learned a lesson from what I saw.