I walked into the kitchen on a recent Sunday, after Aaron had completed his usual Sunday coupon clipping chore. There on the counter lay a Dillon’s coupon, one that I had put into my coupon box several days earlier. I knew right away what this lone coupon on the counter meant. It spoke volumes to me as it silently stared up at me…..volumes about our Aaron.
You see, this coupon…
Does NOT belong among these coupons.
The Dillon’s coupon is not a regular coupon to Aaron, and only regular Sunday coupons are to be placed…precisely…in the coupon box.
Silly mom for thinking otherwise.
Aaron’s life is like that coupon box.
Aaron wants most things in his world to be done in a certain order…..words said in a particular way…with order and sequence and expected results. But life doesn’t operate that way, no matter how much Aaron tries to…
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