Jason's Untimely Thoughts

Went to the pool with Adelaide and Jack on Sunday.  A friend of Adelaide’s showed up, they were excited to see each other.  She swims over to Adelaide and says “Hi Adelaide, I’m sorry your mom died.”  Adelaide handled it very well, but it almost sunk me.  The friend was very very sweet about it, just wasn’t at all what I was expecting to hear.  And then I was nervous about how Adelaide would react (she didn’t, basically).

Like most of my ‘thoughts’ posted here, including the “How Are You?” bit below, I don’t write it hoping or wanting to change anyone’s behavior, just glimpses of what’s going on that strike me as interesting, noteworthy, or that I need to type about so I can move on.  Somehow it had never dawned on me that everyone else we know and are close to that has children will have had many conversations about all this too.

Yesterday Jack told Christa that mommy wasn’t here, she was “at the doctor’s”.  He told me the same thing this morning, “She’s at the doctor’s.  Her belly hurt and they’re fixing her belly.”  Tears from me, while I ask him if he remembers that there were problems and she’s not coming back, that mommy had died.  “Do you remember the party we had for her?”

“Yes,” he says.  “Mommy’s not going to dance on that stage.  She’s not going to wake up either.”  Then he went back to telling me about his toy from Kung Fu Panda.  I sure wish she would dance on that stage.