Friday, June 08, 2007

Comfort

"I'm going to miss you until I get to heaven," Spencer wistfully announced the other day. "Because when I'm old, you'll be dead."

Well. Comforting to know that I'll be missed, at any rate. Also to know that my demise is foreseen as taking place when Spencer is old. That's a good thing.

I can't look into his comment too deeply. His mind, after all, is an endlessly spinning vortex of bottomless thought. I can never be sure what he's thinking or what's going to pop out of his mouth at any given moment.

And I'm not sure why he was pondering Life After Mommy. In all, I'm sure it's healthy. I want my children to grow into mature, confident, kind-hearted adults, completely free of tangled "mommy strings" around their hearts. And, frankly, it's my job to see that those "mommy strings" don't exist -- by letting my children go.

Ouch. A step-by-step process, to be sure.

So there's my dose of comfort for the weekend: Spencer will miss me when I'm in heaven.

Well, there's my brand new pair of Crocs flip-flops, too. "Comfort," as least where my feet are concerned, has been permanently redefined.

Have a comfortable weekend.

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At 3:40 AM, Blogger TheWriteJerry said...

This very subject caused no end of discomfort for my son several years ago. As a very young (6 years old) Christian, he would often comment with much sadness that he would be separated from his mom in Heaven (my ex-wife) because she was not a Christian (and in fact, vehemently denies the existence of God). He would ask me what we could do - looking to me for comfort - and all I could answer was "pray."

And in that answer, he could find comfort.
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At 8:39 AM, Anonymous nikki said...

I love my Crocs flip flops! what color did you get?

 
At 5:06 AM, Blogger Tarie said...

You're right. It's the job of mommies to remove those "mommy strings." But unfortunately, many mommies don't do that. :( Well, many mommies in the Philippines don't do that...

 

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