And a little child shall lead them. Isaac, innocent, full of life with his trusting heart, his hands reaching for an old man whose mind is confused, his cloudy eyes squint, wrinkled hands want to pull away but his heart encourages him to trust and take a hold of this small person who can see past all the hurt that 80 years have hidden under the thin and aged skin. Isaac takes his great grandpa’s hand, the man whose blood mingles with his own…an unbreakable connection. One life slipping away with time as youth springs up! The old man, granpy as he is affectionately called, lets Isaac lead him away from the jumbled thoughts that he try's so hard to put together every moment of every day. Isaac and granpy sit facing each other, cross legged in the warm sunshine, the grass tickling tiny bare feet, worn brown leather shoes protecting ancient feet. An old man relaxing, smiling at the little person who loves him just the way he is! Pretty soon, they are both giggling, words of nonsense are exchanged and the old man is free from the mixed up world his battled mind is trapped in…they are both 3 yrs old, one is just a bit larger than the other. The little child has lead him to a place of peace where joy abounds! In this moment the confusion is gone, aches and pains gratefully forgotten, a new memory is made, one that will stay with him for as long as his unrelenting disease will let it…for a few hours, maybe days, if he is lucky this memory will burn with passion and never leave. The little child has led the old man away, if only for moment to a forever place in both their hearts.
nancy addieLa Porte, IN
