I am changing dying flowers out of a vase for new ones that we bought together, and Penny asks why the "dead ones" look so yucky. We talk about how when things die, they turn back into dirt. She looked displeased and I told her that our souls go to be together in Heaven. Her lower lip starts quivering and she look right in my eyes, with her little brown eyes, filled with salty tears. She struggles to say,"...But I don't want you to die and LEAVE ME!!!!!"
That's it. End of story. We are both balling.
I tell her about Grandma Annie and Abuelita, and how they get to be Grandmas and old ladies TOGETHER!! Then she proposed an idea. Maybe if she and I stop eating all of our strong food... We'll stay mommy and little guill forever...an idea so crazy...it just might work.
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