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Perhaps the thing that warms my heart the most would be to see the unadulterated contentment of a child...the joy brought about by the simplest of things - a 50 cents ice-cream cone - a reward for sitting still through a haircut....It's been a tradition for me - started by my late mother - to keep me still under the hands of the Indian barber. The uncanny mix of smells - cheap ice-cream - plus the aroma of the cologne splashed over my neck and face.... it's strange... brings a certain sense of security and peace. Till today -I still find myself subconciously rewarding myself after a haircut... and scary thing is - I'm beginning to do it to my kids! Strange how 'legacies' can continue..
But perhaps now I don't look forward to the smells or the 'coolness' in the naked neck...but just simply to bask in the joy of a child that's just so sincere.
So pure.
- PDa
"I tell you the truth, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it." - Luke 18:17
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