He scrunched up his face and pulled away as I leaned down to hug him good night. It had happened before and I wondered what his reasons were. Had something happened to hurt his little heart that day? Was he scared of me?
Adoption parenting has had it’s difficult moments. I’ve often wished I could view the thoughts running around inside their minds, to understand them just a little better, to know why he didn’t want to hug me that night. I kissed his cheek and whispered “I love you.” as I turned out the lights.
A few evenings later they splashed around in the bath, making “bubble beards” and giggling at themselves in the mirror. I pulled out their bottle of watermelon body wash and realized it was empty. They would have to use mine. Lavender.
He scrunched up his face and pulled away as I leaned over the edge of the tub to help him wash.
That was why he didn’t want to hug me good night. It was the nights I had showered before putting them to bed, instead of after. He was turned away by the unfamiliar fragrance.
Until I told him. And I showed him the little buds in a sachet tucked into one of my drawers. And I brought out photos of the dainty flowers stretched out across beautiful fields.
“through us (God) spreads everywhere the fragrance of the knowledge of him. For we are to God the aroma of Christ among those who are being saved and those who are perishing. To the one we are the smell of death; to the other, the fragrance of life.“ 2 Cor. 2:14-16