But he will always have a heart the size of Texas.
At Caedmon’s soccer game yesterday the kids were running down the field and a little girl from the other team fell down and got trampled by everyone running behind her. Caedmon (being at the back of the pack) stopped, knelt down beside her, asked if she was ok and helped her up. Once she got up he patted her on the back and said “Come on, let’s go. You can do it!” and ran along side her till she caught up with her team. All the while the game was still going full swing. Never once concerned for himself or the game, just that that little girl was ok.
Then, at half time, Caedmon and another girl from his team came and sat down on the ground in front of us. Presley toddled up and sat down beside him. He looked over and, with a huge smile on his face, says, “Hey Pooh!* Whatcha doin? This is my friend McKinnley. Can you say hi to her?” He sat and chit chatted with her during his break then when it was time to go back to the field he gave her a hug and said, “Thanks for sitting with me Pooh, that was so nice of you.”
I know that no matter what happens in the weeks to come, no matter what diagnosis we receive, it won’t change this amazing boy God has given us. It won’t change his heart.
*Pooh is his nickname for Presley, which is a spin off of Poodle, which is one of my many nicknames for Presley.