Thoughts of a child
Lets just say that I have been really depressed lately. Nothing has been going right lately and among those things my 4 yr. old nephew is going to have open heart surgery,his father is rotting in a jail cell and miserable he cant be here and my papaw passed away*which my brother was also not allowed to be there for*. I havent quite been able to pull out of it, it is just too much. My nephew is currently staying the week with me*he lives with my mother but she is on a much needed vacation so I am caring for him*. Time came for bed and I took him upstairs, where he of course starts pilfuring everything he can get his hands on. I was patient until he came to a Candle my Mamaw had given me before she passed away. I said"sweetie mamaw Betty gave me that and we dont want to break it." He put it down and then picked up a crystal bear my papaw had given me. I said" papaw gave me that and we dont want to break it". "papaw Jim?" he asked. I said yes. "he died you know" he said. I said yes. Then he looked at me with his beautiful blues and told me" you know he is in heavan now right?". I said yes. "you know his body is new and doesnt hurt now right?" I said yes. Then he smiled and told me that maybe during his surgery he will see him and come back, because he misses him and he knows he isnt going to be able to be with him for a long time. I still cry thinking about it. I love my nephew so much and Im glad he told me these things, its what I needed to hear...