The Language of Love
Here's another submission from
Suzanne, www.specialneedsmom.com
Watching her face, I anticipate the beginning vocal sound of the word I want to hear. Sometimes her mouth remains still, untrying. Searching her eyes, I wait patiently for understanding.
No matter what my child's language limitation may be, I respect her receptive ability. She may not understand the meaning of all of my words, but she can use her senses . To hear- the soothing tone of my voice, to see-my gentle smile of encouragement as I speak and to feel- the warmth of my touch.
These things are a language she knows. In her mind, she may not only understand, but speak a language of her very own- understanding the language of love.
Suzanne, www.specialneedsmom.com
Suzanne, www.specialneedsmom.com
Watching her face, I anticipate the beginning vocal sound of the word I want to hear. Sometimes her mouth remains still, untrying. Searching her eyes, I wait patiently for understanding.
No matter what my child's language limitation may be, I respect her receptive ability. She may not understand the meaning of all of my words, but she can use her senses . To hear- the soothing tone of my voice, to see-my gentle smile of encouragement as I speak and to feel- the warmth of my touch.
These things are a language she knows. In her mind, she may not only understand, but speak a language of her very own- understanding the language of love.
Suzanne, www.specialneedsmom.com
posted by Moreena at 10:28 PM
2 Comments:
Wow...beautiful. Thanks!
So important to remember, so nice to be reminded. :)
Post a Comment
<< Home