Some of you know that I lost my second son, Eric. It was hard for me but it must have been worse for Jared since he lost his only brother.
I don’t know how it must have been for him. Crippled by my own pain at that time, I couldn’t have realised that he, too, felt the awful void.
Anyway, there were good moments during those days that made me smile (for days on end). This is one of them.
Many, many years ago, one of my cousins, after having 3 wonderful boys, conceived again and although, we were all hoping she would finally get a girl, she had another boy. She asked me to be the godmother of that beautiful baby boy. I agreed and I am so grateful to her for thinking of me.
After a gathering at her house in honour of my newborn godson, we were on our way home and we had this conversation in the car.
He: Aunty L is so lucky to have 4 of them.
He: Maybe they can give us one.
He: Maybe we can ask them since they have so many.
Me (laughing): We can’t! Those boys are her sons.
Me (trying to be serious): How would you like it if we had 4 and people ask us to give them one?
He: But if she gives us one, she will still have 3 and we will have 2.
Me: We cannot do that lah! And don't you ask!!!!
He (not listening): We’ll ask for M______
Me: Why him?
He: He’s the same age as Eric.
If only life were as simple as that. It’s a sad memory but it still makes me smile, always.
(some pics from photobucket)