Monday, 16 July 2012

Tender touch


Hi all, I've got a little story to make you smile, it certainly lifted my heart.

My grandson is only 5yrs old and has had his share of ill health including asthma just like me. We are very close, his favourite word is `Grandad!'
We do much together and our bond is strong as I had to help bring him up when his father did a runner!
Recently during a family Sunday meal, my breathing though better, was still not good enough for me to play with him and my lungs were bellowing as I tried to force air into my lungs.

My grandson had given me a hug as soon as he arrived and stayed near me while also attempting to demolish the house as only a 5yr old can do. My 27yr old son was also there so it wasn't long before the two of them began to play, which pleased me as it took the strain off me.
Suddenly my grandson returned to my side, wrapped his arms around me once more and gave me a tight hug. Looking up at my face and in complete sincerity he said:

`It's okay grandad, you can have some of my air.'  He then blew gently into my face . . . . . . .


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