Tears
Sometimes I watch Supernanny...I was watching one I had recorded: A mother and her young 7 yr. old son and her 4 year old daugther, separated dad, who made the choice to leave.
I don't know why the dad left...the little boy was in tears and said he just wanted to know why his daddy left and wanted him to come home. It was the saddest thing in the world and as my heart realized how many times this scene is repeated over and over and over...it is so very tragic, so heartbreaking. Adults fool themselves into thinking their kids will be okay, that their reason for splitting is good enough. It's not. I am not saying there are no exceptions ever. But if you see the heart of a child, like that little boy, the look in his small eyes and all over his face, you know in an instant that child will NEVER be the same. He will never not want his daddy to be home and interacting with him day to day. Do you think for a minute that little boy cares that his daddy felt like "he just didn't have any more to give"? When you have committed your life to a partner and bring children into the home, you darn well better give till your last breath. Those kids, all kids deserve the last breath effort to provide them with full time home and love.
It breaks my heart thinking of how their little hearts must break when parents leave them.
I mean I've always known logically that families hurt in divorce. That kids are damaged etc. But that little boy...well he split my heart. The dad said his kids were really important to him. Liar. He was really important to himself.
Lately I've been a cry baby though...watching Ev sit with her papa watching the Tinkerbell movie reminded me of my own little ones so many years ago and made me teary, along with the look on her little face as she watched the magical world of the fairies.
A few weeks ago, Michael and I went to a movie that had gorgeous trees with brillant fall color and when the scene first came on, within about 2 seconds I was crying. I don't know why. The beauty of the color was so incredible, and the beauty God places all around me hard to fathom.
I don't know why the dad left...the little boy was in tears and said he just wanted to know why his daddy left and wanted him to come home. It was the saddest thing in the world and as my heart realized how many times this scene is repeated over and over and over...it is so very tragic, so heartbreaking. Adults fool themselves into thinking their kids will be okay, that their reason for splitting is good enough. It's not. I am not saying there are no exceptions ever. But if you see the heart of a child, like that little boy, the look in his small eyes and all over his face, you know in an instant that child will NEVER be the same. He will never not want his daddy to be home and interacting with him day to day. Do you think for a minute that little boy cares that his daddy felt like "he just didn't have any more to give"? When you have committed your life to a partner and bring children into the home, you darn well better give till your last breath. Those kids, all kids deserve the last breath effort to provide them with full time home and love.
It breaks my heart thinking of how their little hearts must break when parents leave them.
I mean I've always known logically that families hurt in divorce. That kids are damaged etc. But that little boy...well he split my heart. The dad said his kids were really important to him. Liar. He was really important to himself.
Lately I've been a cry baby though...watching Ev sit with her papa watching the Tinkerbell movie reminded me of my own little ones so many years ago and made me teary, along with the look on her little face as she watched the magical world of the fairies.
A few weeks ago, Michael and I went to a movie that had gorgeous trees with brillant fall color and when the scene first came on, within about 2 seconds I was crying. I don't know why. The beauty of the color was so incredible, and the beauty God places all around me hard to fathom.