Gabriel was having so much fun in the water. He always does. He’d spent all summer in the kiddy pool at our apartment complex and today’s romp at our friend’s backyard pool was a special treat. Here the water was deeper. He could bounce in his swim ring and let his legs dangle in the encompassing water. He was bold, adventurous, confident. He was completely abandoned to happiness.
The picnic was set up on the tables near the pool. Adults were lounging, snacking, chasing after some of the kids and supervising the others in and near the water. My husband was sitting near the picnic table, nibbling and chatting and keeping his eyes on the pool. Eyes were definitely on the pool.
I walked outside after changing. I had put my dress back on over my swimsuit and my flip flops clung to my feet. I may have had a towel in my hand. And what I remember about that moment as I descended the stairs and took in the sight of my boy, my Gabriel, sinking below the surface of the water is this: a lot can happen in a split second.
1 comments:
Beautiful post! I found myself slightly anxious and apprehensive just in reading it, and cannot imagine what you, as his mother, felt going through that! So glad you were there to rescue him, the same as our Lord has rescued us. What a great reminder. Thanks for sharing!
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