Plunger in Hand

There I stood, straddling the kids’ toilet and plunging away.  Brayden, my only observer, came near cautiously.  He must have noticed my disgust and failed attempt.  He said, “Hmm . . . guess we are gonna need Dad.”  I looked up with hair covering my face and he backed up a bit.  I kept plunging, not giving into the thought of failure.  Brayden stepped closer and said, “I’m right here beside you.”  Oddly, that truly lifted my spirits and gave me a gentle push towards accomplishing the task at hand.  What a comfort it can be to know that we are not alone.

 

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