The coolest thing happened on Tuesday night.
My four-year-old and two-year-old took care of me when I couldn't take care of myself.
On Tuesday, I had an ugly moment. The world came crashing down. Three weeks of trying to be strong and plowing through undesireable issues, both large and small, finally did me in.
In short, there were alot of tears. Yep--the faucet suddenly turned on and then just wouldn't stop running.
The girls were a bit perplexed. Who was this sobbing lady and where did mommy go?
And then the magic happened. Livvy showed immediate concern: "Mommy, why you crying?" That was in the van.
At home the tears were still falling. Camille walked up, examined my face ever so closely as only Camille can do so lovingly, and said, "Mommy is crying. Mommy, what's the matter?"
Oh, Camille. More than you know. But you just made it a whole lot better.
When Bill got home, a hot bath was in order. Naturally, Livvy wanted to follow and chat. The truth is, I really wanted some peace and quiet, but I just didn't have it in me to try a diversion. So, into the bath I went and in and out and in and out of the bathroom she went, busily chatting as I soaked in the bubbles.
Soon, she found my blue bath sherbert and asked that I open it up. "Here, Mommy, turn me around, okay?" Then she proceeded to give me a wonderfully sweet backrub two-year-old style. And followed with lotion to boot.
I love you two. Thanks for taking care of me when I'm supposed to be taking care of you.
2 comments:
I hope everything is ok with you... we will have to chat later at our big day out! Can't wait to see you - it's been so long!
And as for your compassionate girls - isn't that the absolute best and worst all at the same time? I've had that happen to me (really ugly moment!) and it almost felt like an out-of-body experience. While I'm so proud that they are showing such care for someone, I don't want it to be for ME.
Sending hugs!
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