Questa è Enida

Okay. The water bottle was in my room, two doors away from the kids’ room. And in between, is the guest room – unoccupied, no lights on. So when Edrick could not bring himself to cross the outside of the dark room to get the water bottle from my room, Kitreena kindly volunteered. Edrick, however, got really upset because the sister’s ‘kindness’ somehow made him look like a bad guy.

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It strangely spiraled up from just a little teary whining to a serious ugly cry and this, “Mommy, you blew all my chances in my life! You ruined my personality!”

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Huh? Oh yes, I did ask him what he meant. But Edrick was so caught up in his ‘chances in his life’ that I just blew, that I could not calm him down no matter what I said or did. And oh yes, I did ask him if he missed Daddy. He gets very emotional when he does. But there was no answer if he missed Daddy. When I made a supersilly joke that maybe he could help me hunt for a new daddy, he said, “When I have a new daddy, I will make sure he stays away from you because you don’t matter anymore!”

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At this point, my heart was ripped into 2,571 million pieces. So I quietly gave him a back rub. He was sobbing, face down on his pillow. My little big man burried himself and all the chances in his life under his quilt. But with all my strength and all my love, I picked him up, pulled him into my arms and craddled him like a baby. We were locked in each other’s embrace for the longest time.

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“Mommy could I please sleep with you tonight?”

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I didn’t blow all my chances in my life. My chances are right beside me now. Burried under my quilt.

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