May 04, 2009 19:44
Sometimes I have to wonder if I'm truly living with an eight year old.
Today, I pick him up from his dad's and ask him how his day was. He replies "Great".
I ask him what in particular made it great? He tells me he had some great talks with his best friend.
And so I go on to ask him what did you guys talk about?
And he says, "Not really things that kids talk about"
And so I ask, "Well, then what did you talk about?"
And he says, "I asked C if he ever says bye to someone and thinks about it a few minutes later and wishes he had said goodbye a little better and really made it matter."
And so I ask him, What made you think about something like that?
And he goes on to explain, "I just wonder if I said goodbye to someone, whether or not something might happen to them. Like they have a stroke or something."
My second grader is afraid of his friends having strokes or "somethin".
Anyways, yeah. Here I am thinking about how I say goodbye to people. Do I make it matter. Do I take the moment for granted. Do I leave things as good as I possibly can just in case it's the last chance I get to do it.
I learn this from an eight year old.