Eden turned 7 last Monday. That morning I asked her how it felt.
“I don’t feel different yet,” she said, “it takes a while to get used to.”
Yesterday we were driving when she said out of the blue, “Mom, I can’t believe the world never stops.”
I asked her what she meant.
“Let’s say you’re dead but there’s still things happening when you’re not alive. Somebody’s probably still playing, somebody’s still running and that’s never ever going to stop.”
I was quiet.
“It’s just something strange I think about.”
“It’s a deep thought.” I said.
“It’s a good thing to think about.” She said.
Love that girlie.
Hey, have you ever read child-poet Hilda Conkling? She is the poet Elliana started studying today, and both kids and I concluded that she reminded us of The Bean.
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it does take a while to get used to, in fact, i’m a number of years behind.