Beautiful, isn’t it?
Not the photo, though not a bad shot, but the branch in all it’s loveliness?
Well, this is it today.
It touches the ground because my favorite tree, my favorite branch even, has been broken.
I don’t even think I need to give you 3 guesses as to who broke it. But he’s 5 and on my list. And you know what list that is, too.
My immediate reaction to this destruction was a complete look of sadness. My two boys’ immediate reactions? My oldest, at almost 8, began to bawl. He knew I was sad and he feels everything so much and so fully that he just had to cry. The 5-year-old destructor? Complete and utter avoidance – it was almost comical.
What is my moment? What did I choose to take and learn from this week? It wasn’t the discovery of the branch, though that is burned in my brain for a millennium.
It happened later in the day, when the fuss was over and Mom and the 5-year-old talked. I was honest and told him that when I saw the broken branch, it broke my heart just a little. And he said he was sorry. No excuses, no “my body made me do it…” (his newest reasoning for every infraction), no avoidance. Just “I’m sorry, Mom.” There is hope for that boy yet.
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OHHHHH! My heart skipped a beat when I saw the broken branch. Sounds like my youngest and yours are kindred spirits. The simply ‘sorry’ moment is sweet, however. And, I’d bet that your little one will remember this moment for a long time. Seeing mommy’s face sad and hearing her heart was broken a little will have big impact.
Thankfully, you have the lovely picture of the branch in it’s glory!
Cyn, have a great weekend!
We are on the same wave length this week. Emotional maturity. Is it because I are ready for them to grow up a little or because it’s the natural progression of childhood?
When I was 5, all the neighborhood kids came over and we pulled the branches off my mom’s beloved cherry tree. She had to call my dad home from work so she wouldn’t kill me. I believe a little piece of her heart is still broken because of it. What were we thinking?
This reminds me of when I was a teacher, as my only daughter is too young for me to have an experience like this now. It’s so important for kids to understand that adults have emotions and feelings. I’m glad the situation ended well, but am so sorry for your tree.
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