As if there is no way in the world she will ever change.
But that's not true and I know it. I just can't see it today.
Because today is one of those hard days.
Sitting here, the last thing I want to do is find a way to bless her. The second to last thing I want to do is spend time with her. The third to last thing I want to do is engage her in a conversation.
But I'm about to go do all three.
After all, I'm the adult that's supposed to show her who Jesus is. I take that job very seriously even though most days I fall flat on my face in the process.
There's usually a lot of apologies involved.
So right now I'm overriding every emotion in my body to walk into that room and be present with her, to love on her, to show her kindness.
It's not an easy road I've been called to, this loving the hard-to-love, but most days I'm pretty hard-to-love myself.
I guess that's one of the ways she and I are alike.
That and our curly hair.