The young man was a visitor in our home. He enjoyed being with our family--the joking and the loud conversations--the sometimes playful and sometimes bickering siblings--the meals and games around the table--the reassuring words. He enjoyed himself during the repeated visits that autumn.
The young man had come from a different home life than what he found with us. It had been a troubled and difficult upbringing.
Following several weekend visits to our home, he gave us a gift. A small framed photo of himself, posed with us, taken on an earlier visit was given. It was made touching when he told us that he just wanted a place on the piano.
Our piano top, overflowing with family photos of several generations, had been observed by the young man.
He wanted to belong.
He wanted to be family.
My thoughts for the day:
...never close your heart to the needs of others.
...never take your loved ones for granted.
...always save a place on top of your piano and in your heart.
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