My Two Year Old Friend
I hung up the phone after talking to a couple that has been a source of encouragement and help to our family during our move. Our supper celebration at a local restaurant has been postponed due to illness. A wave of disappointment enveloped my spirit. I desired to escape these walls for a moment to enjoy an evening out. Now I needed to envision a quick yet nutritious supper for my little family.My daughter and I sat down for lunch while my son was having one of his infamous cat naps. We enjoyed a ham & cheese wrap together followed by blueberry applesauce for dessert. Suddenly I started to tear up.
"Mommy is sad today," I blubbered.
"Hi," my daughter replied in comfort. "Mommy crying."
"Yes, Mommy is crying. I have so much to do. There are so many things that need to be done in this house. And the house is a mess." And then I get to the crux of the outburst, "Can you pray that Mommy finds a good friend? Actually, can you pray that Mommy ideally finds a good friend that has a little girl that you can play with?"
"Hi," my daughter replied in comfort. "Mommy crying."
"Yes, Mommy is crying. I have so much to do. There are so many things that need to be done in this house. And the house is a mess." And then I get to the crux of the outburst, "Can you pray that Mommy finds a good friend? Actually, can you pray that Mommy ideally finds a good friend that has a little girl that you can play with?"
My little darling nodds and asks, "Mommy better?"
"Yes," I reply in the midst of tears and laughter. "Would you like a ladoo (an Indian sweet) with Mommy?"
"Yaaahhh!!" she responds with delight.