So it is morning....first thing in the morning and I am sitting down with my cereal....joining the kids as they are eating their breakfast. My son suddenly asks if I am going to die when I turn 50 and before I have a chance to turn my thoughts into words he declares that if I do indeed die (in a happy declaring kind of way) that he will get a new daddy just like me....including my hair. ( I secretly think to myself...I hope not just like me!) I proceed to tell him that I am not going to die at 50 (or least I hope not) and that he isn't getting a new daddy when he says, "How do you know? Did God tell you?" Hmmm....I guess I don't know, but none the less I am hoping this isn't the case!!! So in a final statement he says, (in a way that just makes a dad kind of sad for a moment), "But I won't have a daddy if you die." I want to laugh and at first I did, but now I think I may be sad...if not just for a moment......I don't want to think about that, I don't know who does. Most of my life I haven't had a dad and I don't want him to ever know what that feels like....not for a long time.
Kids....they are honest about their thoughts, feelings and concerns....they have an ability to remind us of what is important today.
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