October 25, 2009
Leaving today was rough. When I went to hug little Matthew goodbye, he didn’t want to look at me. He hates goodbyes just as much as I do. If you just pretend it’s not happening, it won’t be as sad. I’ve only met my nephew twice in my life. And every time I see him, it’s like we have to start over. How do you even begin to be okay with your own nephew thinking you’re a total stranger each time you see him? How can you ever say I love you enough times to make sure he’ll remember you next time? How do you say goodbye and walk out the door knowing that next time you see him, you’ll have to introduce yourself again? So, we high fived. The most I can do is pray and hope we won’t start from square one next year, the year after, or whenever I see him again.
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