Sometimes I try to teach my son life lessons, but I wonder if he even hears me. His eyes glaze over and he seems a million miles away. Then the circle of life happens and I realize that I am a good parent, doing the best that I can every day, and my child will never cease to amaze me.
Every evening, as I put my son to bed, I always lay down with him for a few minutes so we can talk about our day.
Last night, I laid beside my son and he could feel what was in my heart when he said, “I’m sorry, mom.”
I gave him a quizzical look. “What are you sorry for?”
“I know you’ve had a bad day.”
“How do you know that?”
“You haven’t smiled as much today. You’re always happy, but today you didn’t seem as happy.” He paused for a moment in thought. “Why did you have a bad day?”
“It wasn’t necessarily a bad day. I just had a bad moment. But I’m very glad you were here to make me smile.”
“Why did you have a bad moment?”
“Someone hurt my feelings and it made me sad.”
“I’m sorry someone hurt your feelings, mom. That’s not very nice.” After another long pause, in which I knew he was considering what to say next, he replied, “if they make you sad, you shouldn’t talk to them anymore.”
I smiled with tears in my eyes.
“That’s what you always tell me to do. And I think it’s your turn to walk away from negative people who make you sad and hurt your feelings. You should be with people who make you happy.”
I tried to contain my tears as I kissed his forehead and said, “you make me happy.”
He hugged me tightly before I left his room and I started to weep.
Thank you, son, for those wise words.