I was reading my kids the first book in the Harry Potter series tonight. The one that introduces Harry & explains how his parents died, and how mean his aunt & uncle are to them. William suddenly asked me "Mommy, who loves Harry?" Of course, at this point in the story, that is the horror that he instinctively understood. NO-one loves Harry. I explained that his parents did but that they died. This line of conversation evolved into the kids asking me if they would move out when they got older, if i would get old, how old will they be when i die, and the next thing I knew all three of them were crying which of course got me crying. It was so BLOODY sad. It tore my heart out. Maybe it's the first time i realized how much my kids love me too. The thought of us not all being together someday ripped my heart out. I have thought about it many times but i think this is the first time they have, or at least the first time they've voiced their fears. Anyway, i got myself together & explained in a cheerful voice that they wouldn't grow up for a long time & we'd do lots more fun stuff together and tried to keep the fear at bay. Theirs and mine. They all kissed and hugged me and held on to me for much longer than usual before being tucked into bed.
It's rainy here. Rained all day & all night so far.
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That got me all teary. I have to go hug my kids now, thank you.
Very touching ... I'm going to give my mom a really big hug the next time I see her.
One post in a month - but it was well worth waiting for. I miss you.
BTW - I've been reading "The Big Over Easy", by Jasper Fforde to SWMBO every night as we go to bed. She snuggles up against me as I sit up to read to her and when she goes to sleep, there's a smile on her face - and it isn't all the story that is making her smile.
It's something I think everybody ought to think about doing once in a while - reading to soemone who is important to you - someone you love - it's a kind of sharing we don't seem to get to, much, anymore.
oh gawwwwwd....you made me cry reading this! My kids are older, the youngest being 14, the oldest 27....but I realized how much they love ME. I never really looked at it from their side before..I'm so focused on how much I love THEM!!!
Harry Potter makes me tingly inside.
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