Nugget Of Wisdom

Hours after I was told I was expecting twins the worrywart in me went on full throttle. I sat around the family dining table rattling off fears – some founded and some downright ridiculous. “What if I can’t tell them apart?” I whined. 6-year old niece, Nix, looked at all the grownups and stared me straight in the face: “I’m sure one will have something special like a mole to help you,” then quickly went back to what she was doing. As it turned out I had nothing to worry about. Mak and Tato looked as different as day and night. And true to a little one’s prediction, they did have something to make each extra special.

Sometimes the words of the wise come from the mouths of fearless, trusting, unconditional little people.

Happy 11^th, dear Nix! We would have loved to be there with you. We miss you. A terrible typhoon came and now we can’t even call. To sing you a Happy Birthday. And to listen to your nuggets of wisdom.