Pivotal
It's not uncommon to hear my son lament about wanting to move to the country. We spend a fair amount of time hopping in the car and taking that spin out to the lake. It's an absolute dreamland! Water, the dock, the minows, the boats, the turtles and turle eggs, the fishing, the kids three wheeler, the snowmobiles, the trampoline and tree house, the BIG ass TV screen, portable PS2, Eye Toy, Gramma & Grandpa...You see what I mean. Now Omar and my neice have begun construction of their very own tree fort. They lugged wood back into the new area my brother was working in and they've created a house complete with a kitchen, bathroom, bedroom. They even 'hired' my brother to clear specific trees!
So this morning at breakfast Omar and I talked more about what it would be like to live in the country. Our neighbours moved out very close to my brother's place, so the idea for Omar is very real. He felt the fear of change, schools and meeting new friends as he tried on the idea. His biggest fear was that someone would take his best friend. I told him what it was like for me when my very best friend moved back to Texas. We talked about loss and change and how life is like that and not to be angry with God when things change, but to accept it's part of God's plan.
Well. With that said here's what happened next.
After this yak session over breakfast, I told Omar on the way to daycare that I have no current plans of relocating us, so he could just put that out of his head for now and get ready for a school year ahead.
That's when we entered the daycare which seemed different in a, well, gloomy way. One of the childcare givers pulled me aside, "OH" I moaned, "what has he done now" smiling with hope on my side. She assured Omar that this isn't about him and privately informed me that Kyley's mom died.
His family had been shocked ten days prior with news of mom's sister dying in a car accident. Now, Kyley is a small guy, and same for his mom, perhaps the strain was too much on her. I don't know. What I do know is that there are four gorgeous children who are now missing their mother and their Aunt. Not to mention one husband who has lost his wife and his sister-in-law.
They plan of telling the children this afternoon. I made sure that the childcare provider knew that it would be fine for Omar to call me if he wanted to. Giving him a hug and kiss and a 'see you later' had more urgency behind it, so did the I LOVE YOU.
I put Lucinda Williams on and let some tears roll on the way into work. My mom called the office and wants to take Omar back out to the country so the kids can continue to work on their fort. I don't know if I want to be alone! I know that may be selfish, but that's the way it is! I told mom to call me when she's in town and I'll let her know what I think then. I'm still feeling a little overwhelmed by the news and it will be fresh for Omar later on. I'll meditate on it, how this will effect us and our community. For now, I ought to get cracking.
Blessings to the four children, the father, the extended family and the families in our community.
So this morning at breakfast Omar and I talked more about what it would be like to live in the country. Our neighbours moved out very close to my brother's place, so the idea for Omar is very real. He felt the fear of change, schools and meeting new friends as he tried on the idea. His biggest fear was that someone would take his best friend. I told him what it was like for me when my very best friend moved back to Texas. We talked about loss and change and how life is like that and not to be angry with God when things change, but to accept it's part of God's plan.
Well. With that said here's what happened next.
After this yak session over breakfast, I told Omar on the way to daycare that I have no current plans of relocating us, so he could just put that out of his head for now and get ready for a school year ahead.
That's when we entered the daycare which seemed different in a, well, gloomy way. One of the childcare givers pulled me aside, "OH" I moaned, "what has he done now" smiling with hope on my side. She assured Omar that this isn't about him and privately informed me that Kyley's mom died.
His family had been shocked ten days prior with news of mom's sister dying in a car accident. Now, Kyley is a small guy, and same for his mom, perhaps the strain was too much on her. I don't know. What I do know is that there are four gorgeous children who are now missing their mother and their Aunt. Not to mention one husband who has lost his wife and his sister-in-law.
They plan of telling the children this afternoon. I made sure that the childcare provider knew that it would be fine for Omar to call me if he wanted to. Giving him a hug and kiss and a 'see you later' had more urgency behind it, so did the I LOVE YOU.
I put Lucinda Williams on and let some tears roll on the way into work. My mom called the office and wants to take Omar back out to the country so the kids can continue to work on their fort. I don't know if I want to be alone! I know that may be selfish, but that's the way it is! I told mom to call me when she's in town and I'll let her know what I think then. I'm still feeling a little overwhelmed by the news and it will be fresh for Omar later on. I'll meditate on it, how this will effect us and our community. For now, I ought to get cracking.
Blessings to the four children, the father, the extended family and the families in our community.
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