Tears in the night
posted in OmegaDotter, Parenting |The dotter is suddenly missing One And Only True Love with great intensity. I had found his mother’s phone number a few months ago, but never wrote it down; at the dotter’s behest, I tried locating it today online. Surprise! It wasn’t there any more.
Insert great sinking feeling here. I am deeply afraid they have moved away from Small Mountain University Town, and we may not have any way of finding them.
So tonight, at bedtime, after our normal routine, the dotter was snuggled down in bed and I had pulled out my book and was reading, when I heard…
Crying?
Oh, dear.
Sure enough, the dotter was crying. A little gentle prodding, and I got, “I miss C.!” from her in quiet sobs.
So we spent an hour with her on my lap, crying, and missing her old friend. It was a very helpless feeling, as there was nothing I could do except sympathize. I am distinctly reminded of an occasion when I was suffering from a broken heart and sobbing my eyes out on my mother’s lap while I sat on the floor of a van filled with relatives on our way to my brother’s graduation. I’m sure my mom had the same exact helpless feeling.
