I bet I just may win a prize for strangest title of any post you've read today.
My youngest daughter Megan, who is five, is consumed with thoughts of dying.
Her thoughts of dying are predominantly about me.
I cannot tell you the many times she has brought me to tears with her sincere and heartbreaking questions.
So here is the conversation on the way home from her dance class today.
Megan: Mommy, when I get older, I'm gonna buy you a new dress from Wal-Mart, a pretty necklace, and a bracelet.
Me: Oh, thank you Megan, that would be so nice.
A few seconds later...
Megan: Mommy, will you die while I'm still alive?
Me: (heart starting to ache) I hope not Megan (What in the world am I suppose to say to that??)
Megan: I'll just pray that you don't.
I glance in my rear view mirror and see her bow her head, close her eyes, and fold her hands together.
She squinches her little eyes and says, (the same thing she says at the beginning of EVERY prayer she prays):
Dear God,
Thank you for this day
Thank you for every thing you made
Please pray for everybody who is sick
And please help me and Mommy live together forever.
Amen.
I have no more words to say about that.
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I realized that I have yet to show you Kacie Beth and her cool new glasses.
I was so worried that she would need glasses because she was saying she couldn't see the television at times and couldn't see the clock on the dash in the car from the backseat.
I also hated to cover her pretty little eyes with what was sure to eventually be dirty little smudgy glasses.
You know what?
She did need glasses.
She is quite nearsighted, like her Mommy.
But you know what else?
Glasses correct that and with her glasses she sees just fine.
Praise God for that.
I am just thankful that my little girl can see.
She could be blind or even much worse things than that.
I need to thank God more for the health of my children.
Thank you God!!
Isn't she just adorable in her new purple glasses (which is her favorite color)?!
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And to end this random post today, I am able to cross one of the item's off of last week's to do list.
Yes, you heard that right, last week.
So what?
I'm getting the job done, right? :)
So......income tax information is gathered and ready to go to the income tax lady to do.
No, I realize my taxes are not done, but my part of it is.
Hubby gets to take the information in to get the taxes completed.
Which is only fair, right?
As I stated two weeks ago on my Make a List Monday #11, as bad as I hate getting junk together to have my taxes completed, I have income and that means income taxes need to filed.
That is just one more thing that I should be thankful for.
God is good!!!
8 comments:
Your Megan is asking the hard questions. The ones were you have to tell her a lie. She is far to young to understand that all parents want to die before their children because their death would kill us and it is the natural order of things that we should go first.
My daughter went thru that stage at about 5 too and thank goodness that stage did not last too long.
Thanks for reminding of those times.
Traci
It could sound like I was unhappy remembering those times. But they are sweet memories.
Traci
Yep! This title got my attention. My internet is working a bit better, and luckily your blog loaded. Yay!!! I am following you, too.
Awww....
I have to tell you my youngest Jack asks me questions like that all the time. He is very deep in thought. I kinda remember going through the same thing with worrying about my MOM dying.
Your daughter looks adorable in her glasses.
Kids can really pull at your heartstrings sometimes. Your children are so cute, love the glasses, she looks precious. Thanks for visiting my blog.I really did get lucky with my goodwill finds. Luckily our goodwill has a lot of nice furniture pieces but sometimes they can be too pricey. I really feel fortunate to have gotten just what I wanted at a great price.
My kids have never asked me about me & dying, but I had to talk to the older one about it the other day. I've been going through perimenopause and had been discussing going on HRT with my husband. The issue is I have a history of female cancers in my family. We decided it wasn't worth the risk of dying and I'll just suffer through the hot flashing and crazy moodswings. I guess WD had overheard part of the conversation, because I received a call from his chorus teacher. She was concerned about him(and me.) Apparently, he was working at the piano for a lesson, and started choking back tears. She asked what was wrong and he said that I(his mom) had cancer. She sent him to the nurses office. So I had to discuss with WD how I do not have cancer, am not dying, and don't plan on dying for at least another 60 yrs at which time he'll be so sick of me, he'll be ready for it.
Your kids are so cute! The glasses look great! She has such long eyelashes, they must sweep the glass. Thanks for sharing.
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Your daughters look adorable... I'll be rally sad if my little girl started asking me those kind of questions but you little one is one sweet girl!
ooh, I'm so glad I haven't had to deal with questions like that, yet. What a sweet little girl. She obviously loves you a LOT!
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