He had diarrhoea on our way back from india and saro was looking after him cleaning him up and so on. At 5 am he tells his father.. "its not easy being a parent right?" Saro is shocked! And he starts tearing up. "Its not nice to see other people's bums but if you are parent you have to".
We just have to hug this gem. To empathise with us when he's sick and miserable... just amazing. God's precious gifts.
On our trip up to munnar- treacherous curves late night narrow roads... i was praying practically non stop. And this little fellow pipes in to the sister "i dont mind if i die. Im happy to see god!". Such purity of faith here. Thats the spirit we all should have when its time to meet the maker! I love him so much!!
And then he asks me if i love cakes more or him more!!! He checks my face worriedly to see if i mean it when i say cakes and he cuddles up and says "no you are lying aatha i know because you are smiling!"
And then he asks... you love god more than you love your children right aatha?
Now thats a tough one. My instinct is to say ... to love you is yo love god. There is no difference. You are god's gifts i love you as i love Him.
But... haha this is a moment of reckoning for me maybe. When i was a kid i prayed and i remember telling god i will always love him first followed by my parents and my brother. Indeed ive often wondered about that when i think about the love for saro and kids. Mentally i would do a shuffling. God first then family. I still don't have am answer to my son's questions...
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