Tonight I had the first of many conversations with Oliver about my mom....It went something like this.
It was bedtime and he has a little basket of stuffed animals. I pretended that one of the animals was waving and saying "Pick me. Pick me."
Me: "You know why I do this silly little game with you? Because my mom used to it with me when I was little."
Oliver: "Oh...who's your mommy?"
Me: "Well, you don't know my mommy because she is with Jesus."
Oliver: "Why?" (of course)
Me: "She was sick and went to be with Jesus."
Oliver (puzzled, concerned and frustrated): "Hmmm...can I please go and visit her so that I can know her?"
Me to myself: I sure do wish that you would have known her. She would have LOVED you two little stinkers.
Oh...just a short update on Oliver and his Lyme disease. He is fine. Last week he had flu like symptoms. I took him to the the doctor on Friday and he checked out fine. However later on that night I saw a bull's eye type rash on his upper thigh. I called the doctor that night and they saw him the next morning. They diagnosed him with Lyme and put him on 21 days of antibiotics. It is a long course of antibiotics because he started developing some other rashes too. The rashes have now gone away and his symptoms seem to be getting better. He is still tired but acting normal. Hopefully there will be no lasting problems from this....
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Telling our children about our moms is so important. It's part of the legacy. It's another tool in sharing Jesus with our kids. But the loss of them really stinks. And you're right.... She would adore your boys.... Who doesn't??
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