Driving home from school is usually pretty quiet. I’ve learned that boys don’t want to share until they are ready… or at least fed. Today was different though. Straight away you told me that something huge happened in art class. I was excited because you were excited and I wondered what cool art project you were working on that would make you so excited since you are my athlete more than my artist.
One of my friends got a note from a girl that said do you like me, yes or no? I cringed a bit on the inside because as a girl, this sounded like a heartbreak waiting to happen. I said what did he do with the note? Well I told him that he shouldn’t write back but he should talk to her tomorrow and ask if they could just be friends, just like you told me I should do if I ever got asked that. This had turned into the most amazing drive home from school we had ever had!
As the only girl in our house, I have tried to be very aware of how men prefer to communicate and I’ve also tried to explain to them how it feels to be on the other side. As my handsome young man has had some admirers before, and been embarrassed by it, we have had several conversations on what to do and say if this happens to protect both his heart and hers. I’ve told him that it’s a very brave things to share with someone that you have feelings for them and that it shouldn’t be ignored but you also don’t have to return the same feelings. We don’t answer notes because it’s not that simple. It’s not a yes or no. It’s a thank you, but I’d be happy if we could just be friends. And it won’t be easy and you will have to be brave to go talk to her just like she was brave to ask you.
Oh my Angel, you made me so proud today. You heard those conversations and took them to heart and then took it a step further and encouraged a brand new friend to be easy with another’s heart as well. You won’t always take my advice and that’s fine, but this one warmed my heart so! You make me so proud and knowing that you have such a caring heart above all else, let’s me know that you are as much your grandmother as you are your grandfather.
I know you are hurting this week. It’s a tough one. This time last year our dear friend passed suddenly and your little heart was thrown and lost. I prayed and prayed for your heart to heal and for you to let me help you navigate this horrible road of grief. It wasn’t a road I wanted you to have to be on again in your short life time but we got through it. It was months before I saw the light in your eyes again, as it had been, but it was pain that strengthened you and I know helped you to become the young man who isn’t afraid to show others how to care for broken hearts.
Month of Thoughts and Prayers