I love when I’m treated to a private moment of love personified. That’s what happened recently as I waited for a haircut at Great Clips.
It wasn’t probably anything that anyone else would have noticed.
But sitting there was a mom and her six or seven-year-old, shaggy-haired son, waiting for his haircut also. He sat on the edge of his seat close to his mom as he played a game intently on his hand-held device. His mom sat close, an arm draped ever so slightly on his shoulder. There was a sense of peace flowing between them – even though there was no verbal communication. It seemed to me I could feel the acceptance, trust, and belonging flowing between the two of them.
There were no admonitions, no reminders, no questions – just a quiet peace.
At one point the mom leaned over and kissed him on the back of his head, ever so quietly and lightly – barely noticed – just part of the flow.
I guess this made such an impression on me because this was very late afternoon. I’m sure the boy had just been picked up from school or after-school-care – the mom perhaps coming from work.
Yet conversation wasn’t needed to reconnect – just a mom’s gentle touch said it all.
Sometimes if we are struggling to connect with a child who is challenging us, remember the strength of the gentle touch – often communicating louder and deeper than words.