I always figured that these moments would be the hardest for me. The moments where you can see emotional pain in their eyes. The moments where it is not a physical injury, or something that I could simply fix for her.
The other night the FYO woke up crying in the middle of the night. I rushed in, thinking maybe she had fallen out of bed or something, only to find her sitting up, in tears.
Something happened to Grandma and Grandpa!!!
Did you have a bad dream?
Grandma and Grandpa!!!
We got up and went to the bathroom. I tried to reassure her that it was just a bad dream. That it wasn't true. That they were both okay. I didn't ask her to tell me what happened in the dream because I didn't want to reify it in any way.
The next day we were wrestling and tickling each other when BioMom inquired about the dream.
The FYO stopped in her tracks. Sad all over again:
Something ATE them!
:@WilliamBaude: Grounding Originalism Published
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