Love’s delight

The soul is healed by being with children. – Fyodor Dostoyevsky

Antoine stands quiet and motionless at the edge of the table, studying the drawings in front of him.

Behind him you wait, expectant.

Finally, a chuckle through the nose.

“Tu aimes?” you ask him.

“Quelle fripouille,” he says, then: “Quelle chipie.”1

He loves it.

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In another time, in another place, your father sits at the head of his table, reading the letter he’s found in the pile of mail his wife has left for him next to his lunch plate. This letter, like the ones before it, signed: a neighbor.

Right beside him you wait, expectant.

Finally, a chuckle through his nose.

No need to ask him if he likes it.

He loves it.

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God works in mysterious ways, your mother always said.

Indeed.

Antoine chuckles through his nose and you are six years old again. All you want is to please, to love and be loved; all you understand is kindness and patience.

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Luckily for the architect. He certainly could use a good dose of all these things. The guy’s a little broken, his soul’s a little wounded.

See how he rubs his nose lightly over the back of his hand? It soothes him to do that.

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What is it exactly that needs soothing? What trauma, what pain, what fear?

If God ever needs you to know the answer to that question, he will most certainly make you privy to it.

In the meantime, when it comes to Antoine, the only instruction you’ve been given is to love him with the heart of a six-year-old. Six.

Much to your love’s delight, of course.

“Tu es la punition que Dieu m’afflige d’avoir emmerdé ma mère,” he says.

But he’s not fooling anybody.

He loves it. All of it.

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  1. See Ya saber ayyoub. ↩︎

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