The Missing Diamond Earrings

My heart sank.....

That yucky feeling in the pit of my stomach. Tears forming in my eyes.

I realized that I lost my diamond earrings!

I grabbed a flashlight and scoured the floor looking through every dust bunny in sight.

The Boys came in my room and asked what was wrong. I told them what I had lost and Caleb insisted on helping.

My sweet boys gave me encouraging words to calm my panic.

"It's okay mom, it will turn up, please don't cry."

Because nothing gets my Boys more empathetic than real tears.

My boys are typical boys. Rough. Tough. And tumble.

But when mom is in distress, like real distress. They can be sweet and sensitive.

Deacon, "How much do they cost?" Me, "ALLOT!"

 "Mom, I have some money you can have?"

My distress turned into gratitude. Gratitude for my sweet boys. Boys who will encourage me and even give me their money, something that is precious to them.

Boys who care and love others.

I could not ask for more.

It is worth more to me than any diamond in the world!

P.S I did find my earrings!