How Does A Child Spell Love?

I recently read a story of an elderly man that had gone to the attic to recover a picture of his deceased wife.  It seemed that on this particular day his heart longed for  the nostalgia of days gone by.  His heart ached and his mind was drawn to a particular photo of the love of his life.

The gentleman pulled out one photo album after another being swept away by the memories that stared him in the face.  As he continued on he happened upon a journal that belonged to his son as a young boy.  The man had never seen the book before and was unaware that his son had ever kept a journal.

“Opening the yellowed pages, he glanced over a short reading, and his lips curved in an unconscious smile. Even his eyes brightened as he read the words that spoke clear and sweet to his soul. It was the voice of the little boy who had grown up far too fast in this very house, and whose voice had grown fainter and fainter over the years. In the utter silence of the attic, the words of a guileless six-year-old worked their magic and carried the old man back to a time almost totally forgotten.” *

As the man read through the pages he was troubled that the boys recollection was far different than his own.  He remembered that he had kept his own journal detailing his business dealings and left the boxes and the pursuit of the photo that had begun his searching and made his way to the den.

As the elderly man opened his journal his eyes fell upon an entry that was noticeably shorter than the others.  It read:

Wasted the whole day fishing with Jimmy. Didn’t catch a thing.

He then found the corresponding entry in his son’s journal for June 4.  In large scrawling letters the entry read:

Went fishing with my Dad. Best day of my life.

This post is a retelling of the story used as an introduction to the book To a Child LOVE is Spelled T-I-M-E.  I trust that this story fell as heavily on you as it did me. The most valuable commodity you possess is your time because it is the one thing that can never be recovered once it is gone.  If you will give that which is priceless to your children while they are young you will be rewarded beyond your wildest imagination with memories that are equally as priceless.  That’s because your child spells Love: T-I-M-E

 

To the world you might just be one person,
but to one person you might just be the world. *