My son has the opportunity this weekend to get the injuries and scars of his uncle to view, who was seriously injured in a car accident. Again and again he had to pull the T-shirt and show him the scars, up / down, up / down and again the question, show it to my mom. I have not seen the injury, as it is it just uncomfortable and I can well understand. This is about dramatic events, to share that are just not.

Nevertheless, my Jr did not want to give up, because it was important to him, and it seemed like he was looking at exactly. So came the ultimate argument, Come show me again and then Mama, which then gives you a kiss.

Is not it wonderful, how important and all-healing are still kisses and kisses. Why do we forget this adults only charms, that we as children have every pain and every sorrow disappear leaving? And what happens, when we are not well, we employ to feel sorry for ourselves, us a kiss of our sweetheart (and this can not miteinschliessen also friends) pick up.