I had a very sad day. A hide under the covers and try to sleep through it and wake up next week kind of sad day. I hate it when my son sees me sad. On the other hand, I realize I am human, and run the whole gamut of emotions. I want him to know that it's normal, to have different emotions, and that how you feel is ok; it's truth.
I didn't have words to tell him what was going on. I couldn't even explain to myself the complexities of my emotions today. He intuited most of it, bless his heart, he's a smart kid. Sometimes we communicate without words, and he understands my heart. I find it especially delightful, because we really understand each other, and yet he is so very different than me.
So the wisdom of a ten year old. He guessed I had been indoors too long and needed to be outside. He prescribed me a hug, a walk, and a dose of swinging in the park. Profound, little one :)
the park |
he swings too |
pink rain? |
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