As we stood on the deck painting terra cota pots Luke says to me "Mommy, I just want to play with MeMe Joyce". He then asked "Was she really sick". I explained it as simply as I could. He then told me that he was sick and asked if he was going to die and go to heaven. I explained that he had allergies and he was just about over them. He then got upset and told me he didn't want to go to heaven. I explained that one day he would. He accepted that and then said "Well, I really miss her and I really want to play with her". He then says "I know you miss her too Mommy".
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Monday, May 9, 2011
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Luke steps In With Loving Words
Every Mother's Day Weekend I move my mother's picture to the mantle. I get a corsage and place it there as well. I was moving the picture and Luke said "That is MeMe Joyce right" and I replied "Yes". He then said "That's your mommy and I said "Yes just like Nammy is Daddy's mommy". He then said "Do you miss her"? I said "Each and every day... more than you will ever know". By the time I was done saying it I was sobbing. Luke comes over to me and hugs me and pats me on the back and says "Don't worry mommy, it's OK I am right here and I miss her too".
Another mommy moment permanently in memory.
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