After avoiding talking about it for almost two months because I was hoping my ex and I would magically stay together, I finally told my four-year-old that I was sad because I missed our friend. He looked at me quizzically and helpfully suggested, "Why don't we go visit him at his house? When it's not a school day?"
It was then that I realized he had no concept of losing people. He never had a dad, so he never experienced his loss (though he does feel his absence); we've lived in the same place since he was old enough to crawl, so he's never lost neighbors; and he's never had to lose friends, except those that have come and gone at his pre-school and so far, luckily, none of his "best" friends has moved away.
Oh, kid. I wish I could protect you from the heartbreak that comes from losing people you care about, especially when it's entirely outside of your control. But one day, I'm sure you'll understand.
4 comments:
i am sure he will, but i hope he doesnt have to. =)
nice post.
Ah, Anish, for one your age, you are very wise!
I hope my son grows up to be as wise as you. I am sure he will have to learn about losing people. It's a lesson everyone has to learn, I think. But I hope he learns it in a kind rather than brutal way.
Thanks for your comments. I have a reader! You're no longer ephermal and fictitious! :)
Uh, I meant ephemeral, of course. (Apparently, two glasses of wine is how many it takes before I can no longer spell.)
Lyralei,
Thank you for the compliment(s). =)
Blog on! :)
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