Wednesday, August 21st, 2013
2 years, 9 months.
I really missed you today. While I was at work, I actually got sad thinking about how much I wanted to see you.
When I dropped you off at school this morning, even though things went great while we were leaving the house, as well as during the entire car ride, you didn’t want to let go of me when I was hugging you goodbye.
That’s not usual for you.
So I got caught in this sort of limbo between trying to hand you over to your teacher, knowing I needed to leave for work, and not wanting to let you go either.
I couldn’t shake off that thought for the rest of the day.
It’s not like something traumatic happened to cause it.
It’s not like you’ve suddenly spent less time with me here recently.
You just missed me… I guess?
I’m still in the frame of mind from a movie that Mommy and I watched last night, and really liked, on Netflix streaming called Ira and Abby.
Basically, the concept of the movie was this:
What if you met the person you were meant to marry and spend the rest of your life with- and decided to marry them the same day?
No matter what you learned about that person, you would love, forgive, and challenge that person no matter what; because you knew that in the end, you were meant to be with them.
Yes, of course, there’s a very real and romantic way of looking at that; like for Mommy and me.
But it also makes me think of you.
I know for a fact you and I were meant to be.
That means we will learn to love, forgive, and challenge each other as long as we’re on this Earth together.
And sometimes, just knowing that, well…
It causes us to be sad because we love each other so much.
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