Reflections

Our bathroom has been under construction for quite some time now. About two weeks ago we took down the bathroom mirror and put it on the floor next to my bed. Yesterday when I went to plug my blow dryer into our main bathroom outlet the nightlight flickered and then a popping noise. I tried to reset the outlet with no luck so I plopped myself down on the floor by my bed in front of the great big bathroom mirror. 

As I was doing my hair and makeup I was over come with a very vivid memory.

When we lived in our Apartment in Wisconsin on the floor next to my bed was a great big mirror. It sat there for three years because I had no wall space to hang it. Every morning for three years I would sit in front of that mirror to do my hair and makeup and for two of those years Kevin was with me 90% of the time. My mirror was covered in his tiny hand prints and kiss marks. He would usually sit on my lap and dig through my makeup bag while I tried to get ready as quickly as possible. Today as I sat in front of my mirror getting ready, I longed to see little tiny boy handprints all over it. I ached to hold that little boy in my arms. Today, I'm grateful that my bathroom outlet broke so that I could have a tiny glimpse of something that made me so happy.