My husband and I were recently discussing our latest attempt to obtain life insurance for our six year old son. Our applications for coverage are always futile because of my boy’s underlying heart defects.
My son and my 10 year old daughter were sitting nearby and heard us talking. She asked, “Why won’t the company give him insurance?”
We don’t hide the fact that he is different, so I picked up my son, squeezed him and answered, “Because of his heart.”
Then my son, in his dramatic fashion, replied, “What are they talking about? My heart is beautiful!”
Indeed, it is, son. Indeed, it is.