Nobody likes a whiner. And it's always the same old drama. Dis-regulation. Hypervigilance. Lack of sleep. Lying. Blah. Blah. Blah. Yada, yada, yada.
Gonna spare you the gory details of summer share something beautiful instead. One of those moments I will treasure in my mama heart forever. THIS.
|A nest next to MAMA!!!|
Tonight we were pulling into the garage from running errands. Etienne started to apologize for waking me up last night. I told him no big deal, and then I asked him what I ask him every night. Every. Single. Night.
"Maybe you are afraid or worried about something and you need me to help you pray about it."
My E started sobbing. It was the most real, genuine emotion I have seen from my son. Deep in his heart kind of gut wrenching sobs. Big, big tears. Then he let me climb on to his booster seat. I got to pick my great big boy up and rock him and he didn't push me or tense up. He just leaned into me and cried.
He told me that he is so afraid that his mom and dad will die without him someday.
He told me he is so afraid that he won't know how to drive a car or read a book or "pay for things."
He told me he is so afraid that he won't know how to tell the truth or respect people without us.
He told me that when his mom and dad die and go to be with Jesus, he wants to too.